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

This right here is for my peoples in the streets (Uh huh)
and this thing right here and get your ass off feet (Come On)

They me Drag-On,
its to bomb,
burn'em all
Till all say
em off '
cause chicks
run em all
Chickenheads I be the colonel
I burn eternal
mixes wit they
So be 'fore I burn you
You better dude,
yeah I you
But I'ma you,
but you don't
my too is a virtue
Ruff be the team,
means a lot cream,
lot of
Lot of
to make your drop,
on the seams
Nigga is too hot
and too
for you to
Better tell your man I'm too tough
too dust do you bust
'cause we do you can ask
But
but they don't believe until they violently
Is you us
'cause that purchase is under the dirt kid
They me Drag-On;
I'm the youngest buck at
Collabo' wit my dogs Yonkers
but Bronx bombers
Spitting so you better
wear your
on!

DMX (repeat 2X)

My dogs gon' your dogs gon' drop
And then we go, shut'em down up shop
we had em like ohh,
now like no
What baby how Ruff Ryders roll

I pop up,
I lock up,
pull the up
Park a up,
hit the alarm,
put the top up
Stash the 'dro in my
then pull my up
And the burner
but if hot put my glock up
You what I'm about
off
get my sucked
Or rhymes
Scarface in the hot tub
What you bet
when I it out
if you shout
every bullet'll go
in and out
Who you know 'Kiss
take a piss in the of Cris
Then it to a modeling bitch
And you like your plain
flood mine
Alligator
trained to fine coke and one time

Ya'll niggas hearing me out
til I pop up appear in house
Clearing it out, style
acting violent and wild
Snatch the silence the child
how we move,
kill me my man you
how you lose,
I Ruff
I don't like slide
felt I slipped
the guns only helping the clip
And the clip's only my hand
And like who the is helping your man
When I back and hop out the van
Double R, get a job, the shit in the car
Hear the party start a at the bar
Snatch ya all sell your shit for some
and get the out the dodge

Eve
you figure that my niggas
Flip us pullin
who's crowd around
to flick a picture,
get wit ya This from holding it down off this quicker
Nigga not making sense better up off the liquor
Blond bomb-shell caramel, spender
Get you saying I'm they Hush ya mouth 'fore I hit ya
Stick it in wise guys fake thugs and
you for a ride cover up your eye then I get ya
Used to be shyer, now Ruff Ryder
Big niggas play me close, when used to ride by a
Snatching up your figure know you dig us
screaming who that bitch (uhh) mind your (uhh) business nigga

DMX
Uh huh, uh, uh, uh X is gonna hit ya'll hard
Leave ya'll niggaz
with the dog
when you with the god
Rip ya'll arm,
Faggot saw
me from up north,
I had you scared to
My is ringing bells,
in penitentiary
I'm thugs rebel,
ain't to tell
You never wanted it
so the mic is the fun of it
outta shots I'ma hit,
one of you niggaz am I gonna get
Thought you knew what I was gonna
This time this rhyme but by the end of it
Ya'll niggaz is gon' be yo X ripped it
Did my as usual it's never gonna stop
But cats can't be for real,
I got this locked
Is that a game or a
tell the name or get
as that,
as black,
to the
all up to the coat,
now you your life (Grrrrrr)
A dog is a dog for life!