Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders (remix)

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

Verse drag-on
call me drag-on
It's to ball
Im gonna all
To all say turn'em off
chips i gonna earn'em all
Chicken heads i be the kernall
i burn internall
Mixed the inferno
So be for i burn you
You learn duke
Yeah, i you
But i'm hurt you
What you don't
Ours verse
Is a
Ruff be the team
means
A lot of
Runin'
Stunnin'
To make ya'll stop drop on the scene
nigga here is to hot
And to
For you to
tell ya man
If two
he too will get you bust
You
We do
You can ask
But
They believe us til they lead violate
Is you this
Cause that purchase
Is under the kid
They me drag-on
I'm the
But get
Callabo wit' my dogz yonka's
Plus bronx bomba's
Spittin' to the gutta
But ya all get

x2: damion
My gon' stop
Ya'll dogz gon'
Then we
Shut'em down up shop
First we had'em like
Now they like
baby, thats how ruff ryders roll

Verse jadakiss

i pop up
I shop up
the drop up
Park a 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 what i'm about
Slidin' off get my cock
Writin' rhymes scarface in the hot tub
What you bet
When i it out
If you don't
Then every will go in and out
Who you besides kiss take a
In a of cryse (crystal)
Then give it to a modelin'
And you like ya watch
flood mine
Alligator
Trade the finest
And write one

Verse 3:

Ya ain't hearin' me out
Til i pop up in ya house
Clearin' it out style
Everybody actin' and wild
Snatch the silence the child
how we move
Kill me, my man you
how you lose
I ryde
I don't like to slide felt i sliped
And the only helpin' the clip
And the only 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 party a fight at the bar
ya r (rolex)
Sell ya shit for coke
And get the out the dogde

Verse eve

you, figga
That my flippa
the trigger
News teams around try to flick a picture
Get wit ya, bitch runnin'it down to ya quicka
not makin' sence
Betta stay up off the
Blonde shell
Karamel, spitta
Groupies sayin' i'm sista
Hush ya 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
they used to ride by ya
Snatchin' up ya frontin' know
You niggas, screamin'
Who that
ya business nigga

x2

Verse 5:

X is gonna hit ya hard
ya niggaz scared
Fuckin' the dog
you fuckin wit' the god
Rip that niggaz
Faggot saw
Remember me up north
I had you to cough
My name is ringin'
In cells
I makin' rebell
It hard to tell
You really wanted it
Saw the mic yo jumped in of it
Out of i'm gonna hit
Which one of you am i gonna get
you knew what i was gonna spit
This time, wit' this
By the end of it
Ya is gon' 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 simple as black
To the
all under the coat
Now you losen' yo
a dog is a dog for life.