Ruff Ryder lyrics

[Intro]
I'm the number one example
Of a real motha f*cka
Ya feel me?
A great samaritan
Ya feel me?
Perfect American
Ya know what i'm sayin?
Raw 100% breeded killin them n*ggas

[Verse 1: Lil B]
In that b*tch i play with
My cards on deck
I got a full house b*tches
On top of b*tches
Swishers and more b*tches
n*ggas hate for show
b*tches and bout riches
n*ggas talk down, walk around
My gun that i got like black hawk down
The harder the eagle, people be saying sh*t
Just to say sh*t, feel me?
I split n*ggas up, when that case split
n*ggas keep crying when that case split
I be acting all dangerous
I'ma show you about dangerous
I'ma show you pusises that you can't hang with
Yes this n*gga is dangerous
James Bonds guns, yea i got the same sh*t
Same cars, same tits, different b*tches
All my hoes mixed, playing b*tches f*ck
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 n*gga, it will answer itself
Got a car parked and it parks itself
Coke on the f*cking top shelf
n*ggas don't play
b*tch and don't ask me questions
I'm bagging up keys
Like Swizz Beats
Holla at me dog
I'm a rough ryder too