Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryder's Anthem (Remix)

This right here is for my peoples in the streets (Uh huh)
and this thing right and get your ass off your feet (Come On)

They me Drag-On,
its to bomb,
burn'em all
Till all say
em off '
cause these
run em all
Chickenheads know I be the
'cause I eternal
mixes wit they
So be careful I burn you
You learn dude,
yeah I you
But hurt you,
but you don't
my verses too is a
Ryders be the team,
which a lot cream,
lot of
Lot of
to your stock drop,
right on the
Nigga is too hot
and too
for you to
Better tell your man I'm too tough
inaudibly too do you bust
'cause we do you can ask
But
but they don't until they leave violently
Is you us
niggas that purchase is under the dirt kid
They me Drag-On;
I'm the youngest buck at
Collabo' wit my from Yonkers
but Bronx bombers
Spitting flame so you
your armor
on!

DMX (repeat 2X)

My dogs gon' stop; your dogs drop
And then we go, shut'em open up shop
First we had em ohh,
now like no
baby that's how Ruff Ryders roll

I pop up,
I lock up,
pull the up
Park a up,
hit the alarm,
put the top up
Stash the 'dro in my
then pull my up
And the burner
but if hot put my glock up
You know what I'm
off
get my cock
Or writing
watching in the hot tub
What you bet
when I it out
if you shout
every bullet'll go
in and out
Who you know besides
take a piss in the of Cris
give it to a modeling bitch
And you your watch plain
I'ma flood
Alligator
trained to fine coke and write one

Ya'll ain't hearing me out
til I pop up appear in your
Clearing it out, holiday
acting violent and wild
Snatch the wife the child
how we move,
kill me my man you
how you lose,
I Ruff
I don't this slide
felt that I
Then the guns helping the clip
And the clip's only helping my
And like who the fuck is your man
When I cock and hop out the van
R, get a job, play the shit in the car
Hear the party start a at the bar
Snatch ya all your shit for some coke
and get the out the dodge

Eve
you figure that my niggas
Flip us triggas
who's team crowd
to flick a picture,
get wit ya bitch from holding it down off this quicker
not making sense better stay up off the liquor
Blond caramel, heavy spender
Get you saying I'm they Hush ya mouth 'fore I hit ya
it in wise guys fake thugs and bullshitters
Take you for a ride cover up your eye I get ya
Used to be shyer, now I'ma Ruff
Big niggas me close, when they used to ride by a
Snatching up your figure fronting you dig us
Haters screaming who that bitch (uhh) mind (uhh) business nigga

DMX
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh X is gonna hit ya'll hard
Leave ya'll niggaz
with the dog
when you fucking the god
Rip niggaz arm,
Faggot saw
me from up north,
I had you scared to
My name is bells,
in penitentiary
I'm thugs rebel,
ain't hard to
You never really it
so the mic is the fun of it
outta shots I'ma hit,
which one of you am I gonna get
Thought you knew what I was spit
This with this rhyme but by the end of it
Ya'll niggaz is gon' be like yo X it
Did my thing as it's never gonna stop
But them cats be for real,
I got shit locked
Is that a or a joke
the name or get smoked
as that,
as black,
to the
all up to the coat,
now you losing your (Grrrrrr)
A dog is a dog for life!