Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryder's Anthem (clean Version)

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Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up
Oh, no
That's how Ruff roll
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up
Oh, no
That's how Ryders roll

Niggas try
wanna lie
Then wonder why
wanna die
All I is pain
All I is rain
How can I
With mad shit on my
I to violence
My move in silence
Like you don't what our style is
New York - the wildest
My niggas is it
You want it? and get it
Took it, then we it
You right we did it
What the you gonna do
When we run up on
Fuckin' the wrong crew
Don't know what we goin'
I'm a have to niggas
How easily we blow
you find out there's some more niggas
That's runnin' with niggas
Nothin' we can't
Break it up and
Light it up a candle
Just 'cause I can't you
Put my shit on
you bussin' grapes
Think you weight?
Then you haven't met the

Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop
Oh, no
That's how Ruff roll
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up
Oh, no
That's how Ryders roll

Is y'all niggas
I'll bust you and be
Stop actin' like a
your business, lady
Nosy get it, too
you see me spit at you
You I'm tryin' to get rid of you
Yeah, I know pitiful
how niggas get down
Watch my niggas round
y'all niggas kiss ground
Just for shit, clown
Oh, you it's funny
Then you don't know me,
It's to get ugly
it, dog, I'm hungry
I guess you what that mean
Come up off that
Five niggas or a
make it a murder scene
Give a dog a
Leave a dog
Let a dog
And he'll his way home
Home of the
My home is a
And yo, I'm a
Till my home is a
I'm a pull
It's all the papers
Bitches caught the
Then how they wanna us

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop
Oh, no
That's how Ruff Ryders
Stop, drop, 'em down, open up shop
Oh, no
That's how Ruff Ryders

Look you done started
for it, you got it
Had it, have shot it
Now you're departed
Get at me, dog; did I rip
this one here, I flip shit
Niggas when I kick shit
It's gonna be some slick
What was that for
I walked in the door?
Oh, you thought you was
Boom! Not
now you on the floor
Wishin' you saw
Me through that door
that four-four
Now it's for bed
Two more to the
Got the red
Yeah, that dead
unsolved mystery
Is goin' in history
Niggas ain't did shit to me
Bitch ass can't get to me
Gots to make the
Got a to prove
Gotta make 'em
Got 'em all "ooo"
So the time
You this nigga rhyme
Try to keep mind
On gettin' pussy and

Stop, drop, shut 'em down, up shop
is cheap mothafucka!