Respect Lyrics

Roc-A-Fella once again, yeah

what...This is Diamonds In Da Ruff yall, haha

We drop this song, yall didn't hear us before

know what I mean, but

Yall Gonna Hear Us Now

Aiyyo,

Rebels my name

you see me Phat Farm, Tim's all gemed up

play hero and ninja like a pretzel

You get all bent up

Nobodys gonna hold me down

nobodys gonna slow me down

All she be like straw house, nigga and just blow me down

>From Harlem a.k.a. Bangladesh, shock 'em down

thang thang

Make it sound like shitty bang bang

You still think im gonna choke the opposite of Jay-Z and Jermaine

Except im a rebel, on another level

where money mean everything

Talk to me

No they aint ready to talk to you

Im gonna let these cats know man

Yo, listen here

I flow with fo fo guys

haten po po spies

Relay on movin home grown pies

Rather dies than to see it

mo' poties

I see my people shy

They will be knock

whoever look through that pee holes blind

Smashing everything from the game

to that freak hoes fives

shake life

Must be crack cause it grows most wise

and losers finally quote to see a cat like me, cold shine

Every night up in the down

just to kill mo' timers

Bout time you let me play

Got more game than EA

Used to take goldeen trips to PA

we need a

Now on the way to the top it never stop

Catch me in every block with a rock

Eatin my way and its still just cocked

ready to pop, now whos the fooler

Think im uhs cause im cuter

be the same on in the cooler with the hole in the midula

I used to take twenties and buddha, to the face
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till I caught that case with George, on my waist

Now B.O.

trying to violate if I get a taste

feel me?

Im just like you

want beef, i'll bust like you

need to bust just like you, only trust my crew

Diamonds In Da Ruff

Aiyyo, whatever you all want to do yall do it, bring it man, dont talk

to me, run at me

I can see its alot of yall goons

that dont want to see me get no riches

All im gonna do is rip the shows, get the hoes, and take your bitches

Nigga, you aint gotta like me

Front, then you gotta fight me

I dont play fair

I play to win and my crew is like me

Im from Spanish Harlem

1st Ave. to be exact

11-9-9, you niggas gotta problem wit that

Know from Eastend to Riverside and Fineas Dieon

bring the war without the wip like Dieon

Im gonna see 'em

Im gonna respect something that is important to me

aint nobody you know livin' that ever extorted me

My fam i'd die for, cry for, lie for

take a knife in the eye for

Nigga, im a suvivour in the BX, rep my Lenox

to 241st and Whiteplains

smack you like a Parker brother

fathers hit your light game

and I just came in

to let yall niggas know

bout a Diamond In Da Ruff

and I still need the dough, nigga

Nigga jumps across the webs, the Wilson, Grand Jev, Metro long, Polo

grounds, Saint Knick, Manhatten and we run New York

Yall want to know my style basically

Im a thorough nigga named B. Bubblin

not that cats you want trouble with

and i demand respect

Change the Harlem Vet. from Foster, Lincoln, Whillen Projects across

110th

to the depth witty, F had the West Indies

Im odin it right so my chicken head dog can rest with me

Most cats is unworthy

and you can find me if you wanted to on 1st Ave.

In gold Tim's and Yankee jersey

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