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Ruff Ryders - Blood In The Sreets lyrics
[Kartoon]
 Y'all niggaz got a fuckin' problem wit' me?
 Do you know? Haha-haha...
 Ruff Ryders...
 [Chorus- Kartoon] 
 I'll pour your blood in the streets 
 I'll put your face in the dirt 
 Pick you up and take you straight to the nurse 
 From the hospital room you go straight to your hearse 
 Then the paulbearers take you to church
 I'll pour your blood in the streets x2
 [Kartoon] 
 I tote hammers around like cell phones keep 'em on my belt 
 So if you think you hotter than toon keep it to yourself 
 Yeah I'm holding conversation you can speak to it yourself 
 Just know when I reach I ain't reaching for my health 
 And it ain't just for me I just ain't speakin for myself 
 But every angel go hard to be in sequence with myself 
 I run around spittin flame extinguishing myself 
 and nobody gave me this vision I seen the shit myself 
 far as rap go I'm just competing with myself 
 so some of my nicest bars I'm speaking to myself 
 rap niggaz can't fuck with me I'm sleeping with myself 
 and I'm having my biggest issues beefin with myself 
 might do some dumb shit to get even with myself 
 but look how far I got just believing in myself nigga 
[Chorus]Ruff Ryders - Blood In The Sreets - http://motolyrics.com/ruff-ryders/blood-in-the-sreets-lyrics.html
 [Kartoon] 
 Spits the pain on ya I spill ya blood in the gutter 
 stretch your vains on the corner put your face in your shoulders 
 lights out game is over get you hit for five cent 
 who got change for a quarter 
 y'all only hot as your last bar 
 and ain't half as tough as they act dog 
 bury cowards in they own back yard 
 it ain't a muthafuckin thing change shit naw 
 picture me piss drunk 
 [Kartoon- Hook]
 don't go talking that slick shit 
 you faggots know exactly how the angels get down 
 approach us with a fucked up attitude and get banged down 
 hit you with the fifth or get clipped with the tre pound 
 I'll pour your blood in the streets 
 don't go talking that slick shit 
 you faggots know exactly how the angels get down 
 approach us with a fucked up attitude and get banged down 
 hit you with the fifth or get clipped with the tre pound 
[Chorus]
[Hook]
[Chorus]
I'll pour your blood in the streets








