Artist: Lil B Album: 05 Fuck Em (Mixtape) Song: Ruff Ryder Typed by: AZ Lyrics I'm the number one example Of a real motha fucka Ya feel me? A great samaritan Ya feel me? Perfect American Ya know what I'm sayin? Raw 100% breeded killin them niggas In that bitch I play with My cards on deck I got a full house bitches On top of bitches Swishers and more bitches Niggas hate for show Bitches and bout riches Niggas talk down, walk around My gun that I got like black hawk down The harder the eagle, people be saying shit Just to say shit, feel me? I split niggas up, when that case split Niggas keep crying when that case split I be acting all dangerous I'm a show you about dangerous I'm a show you pusises that you can't hang with Yes this nigga is dangerous James Bonds guns, yea I got the same shit Same cars, same tits, different bitches All my hoes mixed, playing bitches fuck I stopped being a pimp I started pimping myself Ask the pimp of myself My last names mack That's a answer itself Got an apple, ya feel me? My nigga, it will answer itself Got a car parked and it parks itself Coke on the fucking top shelf Niggas don't play Bitch and don't ask me questions I'm bagging up keys Like Swizz Beats Holla at me dog I'm a rough ryder too