Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders Anthem( remix )

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

Verse drag-on
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
i burn internall
Mixed with the
So be for i burn you
You better duke
Yeah, i you
But i'm gonna you
What you know
Ours verse
Is a
ryders be the team
Which
A lot of
Runin'
Stunnin'
To make ya'll stop drop right on the
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 don't believe us til lead violate
Is you this
Cause niggaz that
Is the dirt kid
They call me
I'm the
But get
Callabo my dogz from yonka's
Plus these bronx
Spittin' flame to the
But ya all get

Chorus x2:
My dogz stop
dogz gon' drop
Then we
Shut'em open up shop
First we had'em like
Now like 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
the dro in my sock
Then pull my up
Keep the
But if hot put my glock up
You what i'm about
Slidin' off get my cock
Writin' rhymes watchin' in the hot tub
What you bet
i pull it out
If you shout
Then bullet will go in and out
Who you besides take a piss
In a bottle of (crystal)
Then give it to a bitch
And you ya watch plain
flood mine
Alligator
Trade the finest
And one time

3: styles

Ya niggaz hearin' me out
Til i pop up in ya house
it out holiday style
Everybody actin' and wild
Snatch the silence the child
Thats how we
Kill me, my man you
Thats how you
I ryde
I like to slide felt that i sliped
And the only helpin' the clip
And the only my hand
And like who the fuck is ya man
i cock back 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 for some coke
And get the out the dogde

four: eve

Cats you,
my niggaz flippa
With the
News teams around try to flick a picture
Get wit ya, this bitch runnin'it to ya quicka
Nigga not sence
Betta stay up off the
bomb shell
Karamel, spitta
Groupies sayin' i'm sista
ya mouth for i hit ya
Sickenin' wise guys and thugs and
Take you for a ride cover up ya
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 nigga

x2

Verse 5:

X is gonna hit ya niggaz
Leave ya niggaz
Fuckin' the dog
When you fuckin the god
Rip niggaz heart
niggaz saw
Remember me up north
I had you to cough
My is ringin' bells
In cells
I makin' thugs
It hard to tell
You never really it
Saw the mic yo jumped in of it
Out of i'm gonna hit
Which one of you am i gonna get
Thought you knew what i was gonna
This time, this 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 be for real i got this shit locked
It's not a or a joke
To my or get smoked
Simple as simple as black
To the
Hit'em all the coat
Now you yo life
a dog is a dog for life.