Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders (remix)

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

Verse one:
call me drag-on
It's time to
Im burn'em all
To all say turn'em off
chips i gonna earn'em all
Chicken know i be the kernall
Cause i internall
Mixed with the
So be careful for i you
You better learn
Yeah, i you
But i'm gonna you
What you know
Ours who?
Is a
ryders be the team
Which
A lot of
Runin'
beams
To make stop drop right on the scene
nigga here is to hot
And to
For you to
Betta ya man
If two
he too will get you bust
You
We do
You can ask
But
They don't believe us til lead violate
Is you buyin'
Cause niggaz that
Is the dirt kid
They me drag-on
I'm the
But get
wit' my dogz from yonka's
Plus bronx bomba's
flame to the gutta
But ya all get

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

Verse jadakiss

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

Verse 3:

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

Verse eve

Cats you,
That my niggaz
With the
News crowd around 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, heavy
Groupies sayin' i'm they
ya mouth for i hit ya
Sickenin' guys and thugs and bullshitta's
you for a ride cover up ya eyes
i hit ya
Used to be shya now i'm a ryda
Fake niggaz play me
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 niggaz
ya niggaz scared
Fuckin' the dog
When you fuckin the god
Rip that niggaz
niggaz saw
Remember me from up
I had you scared to
My name is bells
In penatentary
I makin' thugs
It ain't to tell
You never wanted it
Saw the mic yo jumped in of it
Out of sixteen i'm hit
Which one of you niggaz am i get
Thought you what i was gonna spit
This time, wit' this
By the end of it
Ya niggaz is be like yo x riped it
Did my as usual it's never gon' stop
You cats can't be for real i got this shit
not a game or a joke
To my or get smoked
Simple as that as black
To the
Hit'em all under the
Now you yo life
a dog is a dog for life.