Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders Anthem( remix )

This thing right here is for my
In the streets,
(swizz beats),and this thing right will
ya ass of ya feet.

Verse drag-on
They call me
time to ball
Im burn'em all
To they all say off
These chips i earn'em all
Chicken know i be the kernall
i burn internall
Mixed the inferno
So be for i burn you
You better learn
Yeah, i you
But i'm gonna you
What you know
Ours verse
Is a
Ruff be the team
means
A lot of
skeems
Stunnin'
To make stop drop right on the scene
nigga here is to hot
And to
For you to
tell ya man
If two
Then he too will get you
You
We do
You can ask
But
They don't us til they lead violate
Is you this
niggaz that purchase
Is the dirt kid
call me drag-on
I'm the
But get
Callabo wit' my dogz from
Plus these bomba's
Spittin' to the gutta
But ya all get

Chorus x2:
My gon' stop
dogz gon' drop
Then we
Shut'em down open up
First we like ooohhhh
Now they nnnooo
What baby, thats how ryders roll

Verse two:

i pop up
I lock up
the drop up
Park a up
Hit the put the top up
Stash the dro in my
Then pull my up
the burner
But if hot put my glock up
You know what i'm
off get my cock sucked
Writin' rhymes watchin' in the hot tub
you wanna bet
When i it out
If you don't
Then every will go in and out
Who you besides kiss a piss
In a of cryse (crystal)
Then it to a modelin' bitch
And you like ya watch
I'ma flood
bloodeline
Trade the coke
And write one

Verse 3:

Ya ain't hearin' me out
Til i pop up appear in ya
it out holiday style
Everybody actin' violent and
Snatch the silence the child
how we move
Kill me, my man you
how you lose
I ryde
I don't like to felt that i sliped
And the only helpin' the clip
And the only my hand
And who the fuck is helpin' ya man
When i cock and hop the van
r
Get a jar
Play the in the car
Hit the party start a at the bar
ya r (rolex)
Sell ya shit for coke
And get the out the dogde

Verse eve

Cats you,
That my flippa
the trigger
News teams crowd try to flick a picture
Get wit ya, this runnin'it down to ya quicka
not makin' sence
Betta stay up off the
bomb shell
Karamel, spitta
Groupies sayin' i'm they
Hush ya for i hit ya
wise guys and thugs and bullshitta's
Take you for a cover up ya eyes
i hit ya
Used to be shya now i'm a ruff
niggaz play me close
When they used to by ya
Snatchin' up ya figures know
You niggas, hatta's
Who that
Mind ya business

x2

Verse 5:

X is hit ya niggaz hard
ya niggaz scared
Fuckin' the dog
When you fuckin the god
Rip that niggaz
Faggot saw
Remember me up north
I had you to cough
My name is bells
In cells
I makin' thugs
It ain't hard to
You never wanted it
Saw the mic yo in front of it
Out of i'm gonna hit
one of you niggaz am i gonna get
Thought you knew what i was spit
time, wit' this rhyme
By the end of it
Ya is gon' be like yo x riped it
Did my thing as it's never gon' stop
You cats can't be for real i got this shit
It's not a or a joke
To my or get smoked
Simple as that as black
To the
Hit'em all under the
Now you losen' yo
a dog is a dog for life.