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

This thing right here is for my in the streets (Uh huh)
and this thing here 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 I be the colonel
I burn eternal
mixes wit they
So be 'fore I burn you
You better dude,
I heard you
But I'ma you,
but you know
my too is a virtue
Ryders be the team,
which a lot cream,
lot of
Lot of
to your stock drop,
on the seams
Nigga is too hot
and too
for you to
tell your man 'cause I'm too tough
inaudibly too do you bust
we do you can ask people
But
but don't believe until they leave violently
Is you us
'cause niggas that is under the dirt kid
They call me
I'm the buck at bunkers
Collabo' wit my from Yonkers
but this bombers
Spitting flame so you
wear your
on!

DMX (repeat 2X)

My dogs gon' stop; dogs gon' drop
And then we go, shut'em down open up
we had em like ohh,
now they no
What baby that's how Ryders roll

I pop up,
I lock up,
pull the up
a block up,
hit the alarm,
put the top up
Stash the in my sock
then my sock up
And the burner
but if hot put my glock up
You know what I'm
off
get my sucked
Or writing
Scarface in the hot tub
What you bet
I pull it out
if you don't
Then bullet'll go
in and out
Who you know besides
take a piss in the bottle of
Then give it to a bitch
And you like your watch
flood mine
Alligator
trained to fine coke and one time

Ya'll ain't hearing me out
til I pop up appear in your
it out, holiday style
Everybody violent and wild
Snatch the silence the child
how we move,
kill me my man you
how you lose,
I Ruff
I like this slide
that I slipped
Then the only helping the clip
And the only helping my hand
And who the fuck is helping your man
I cock back and hop out the van
Double R, get a job, the shit in the car
Hear the party a fight at the bar
Snatch ya all sell your shit for some
and get the fuck out the

Eve
Guess you figure my niggas
us pullin triggas
who's crowd around
trying to a picture,
get wit ya This bitch from holding it off this quicker
Nigga not making sense better stay up off the
Blond bomb-shell caramel, spender
Get you saying I'm they sister Hush ya 'fore I hit ya
it in wise guys fake thugs and bullshitters
Take you for a ride up your eye then I get ya
Used to be shyer, now I'ma Ruff
Big niggas play me close, when they to ride by a
up your figure fronting know you dig us
Haters screaming who that bitch (uhh) mind your (uhh) nigga

DMX
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh X is gonna hit niggaz hard
Leave ya'll scarred
Fucking the dog
when you fucking the god
Rip ya'll arm,
nigga saw
Remember me up north,
I had you to cough
My name is bells,
in cells
I'm making rebel,
hard to tell
You really wanted it
so the mic is the fun of it
outta shots I'ma hit,
which one of you niggaz am I get
Thought you knew what I was spit
time with this rhyme but by the end of it
Ya'll is gon' be like yo X ripped it
Did my thing as usual it's never stop
But them cats be for real,
I got this shit
Is that a game or a
tell the 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!