Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders Anthem( remix )

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

Verse one:
call me drag-on
It's time to
Im burn'em all
To they all say off
chips i gonna earn'em all
Chicken heads i be the kernall
Cause i burn
Mixed with the
So be for i burn you
You learn duke
Yeah, i you
But i'm hurt you
you don't know
Ours who?
Is a
Ruff ryders be the
Which
A lot of
Runin'
Stunnin'
To ya'll 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
don't believe us til they lead violate
Is you this
Cause that purchase
Is the dirt kid
They me drag-on
I'm the
But get
Callabo wit' my dogz from
Plus bronx bomba's
Spittin' to the gutta
But ya all get

x2: damion
My gon' stop
Ya'll dogz gon'
we gon'
Shut'em open up shop
we had'em like ooohhhh
Now they like
What baby, how ruff ryders roll

two: jadakiss

i pop up
I lock up
Pull the up
a block up
Hit the put the top up
the dro in my sock
Then my sock up
the burner
But if hot put my glock up
You know what i'm
Slidin' off get my cock
Writin' rhymes watchin' in the hot tub
you wanna bet
When i it out
If you shout
Then every will go in and out
Who you besides take a piss
In a bottle of (crystal)
give it to a modelin' bitch
And you like ya watch
I'ma mine
Alligator
Trade the finest
And one time

Verse 3:

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

four: eve

Cats you,
my niggaz flippa
With the
teams crowd around try to flick a picture
Get wit ya, bitch runnin'it down to ya quicka
Nigga not makin'
Betta up off the liquor
Blonde shell
Karamel, spitta
Groupies i'm they sista
ya mouth for i hit ya
Sickenin' guys and thugs and bullshitta's
Take you for a ride cover up ya
i hit ya
Used to be shya now i'm a ryda
Fake niggaz 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 gonna hit ya hard
ya niggaz scared
Fuckin' the dog
When you wit' the god
Rip that heart
Faggot saw
Remember me from up
I had you to cough
My name is bells
In cells
I thugs rebell
It hard to tell
You really wanted it
Saw the mic yo jumped in of it
Out of sixteen i'm hit
Which one of you am i gonna get
you knew what i was gonna spit
This time, wit' rhyme
By the end of it
Ya niggaz is gon' be yo x riped it
Did my as usual it's never gon' stop
You cats can't be for real i got shit locked
It's not a game or a
To my name or get
Simple as simple as black
To the
Hit'em all the coat
Now you losen' yo
a dog is a dog for life.