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(Hey, hey) (chorus) Gotta who? Gotta have a what? (x3) Gotta what yo Gotta get a ruffneck(Hey, hey) I need it and I want it so I gotta get a Ruffneck(Hey, hey) (verse one) I need a ruffneck I need a dude with a attitude Who only needs his fingers with his food Karl Kani saggin' timbos draggin' Frontin' in his ride with his home boys braggin' Lying 'bout the Lyte how he knocked the boots last night But he's a ruffneck so that's a'ight Triple o baldie under the hood Makin' noise with the boys up to no good C-low on the down low cops come around so ruffneck front like he gotta go Evil grin with a mouth full of gold teeth Startin' beef is how he spells relief Actin' like he don't care But all I gotta do is beep him 911 and he'll be there Right by my side with his ruffneck tactics Letras de cancionesRuffneck attitude, the ruffneck bastard (chorus) (x6) (verse two) I need a ruffneck I need a man that's quick and swift To put out the spliff and get stiff Boxer shorts everything is fitting large But he ain't gotta be large to be in charge Pumpin' in and out and out and in and here we go He knows exactly how I want my flow and that's slow Never questioning can he get buck wild He's got smack it, lick it, swallow it up style Drink a beer, sittin' his chair Hands in his pants fiddlin' with his dick hairs He's a rudeboy,a raggamuf Ready to bag another brother that he ranks not ruff enough 'Cause if it ain't ruff it ain't right And if he ain't right, well then he's all wrong for the Lyte I love my ruffneck and ain't nothing going down Or going up if my ruffneck ain't in town. (chorus) (x6) (verse three) I need a ruffneck I need a man that don't snitch like a bitch Shed tears or switch Doin' whatever it takes to make ends meet But never meetin' the end 'cause he knows the street He Eat, sleep, shit, fuck, eat sleep, shit Then it's back to the streets to make a buck quick Quick to bag 'em even though gimme gottem here Hit'em wit a bit a skins then he's out of there On the avenue girls are passin' thru Too much of ruffneck so they ain't havin' you Hard boppin' always grabbin' his jock and braggin' about his tech, is the wanna be ruffneck. Thats the kind you gotta watch out for. Just to get a rep he'll pull the plug on the tour. Pissin' in corners Doing 80 by funeral mourners. Showing little respect. Now that's a ruffneck (chorus) (x18) From Letras Mania