Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders (remix)

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

Verse drag-on
They me drag-on
It's to ball
Im burn'em all
To all say turn'em off
These i gonna earn'em all
Chicken heads know i be the
i burn internall
Mixed with the
So be for i burn you
You better duke
Yeah, i you
But i'm gonna you
you don't know
Ours verse
Is a
Ruff be the team
Which
A lot of
skeems
Stunnin'
To ya'll stop drop right on the scene
nigga here is to hot
And to
For you to
Betta ya man
If two
Then he too get you bust
You
We do
You can ask
But
They don't believe us til they lead
Is you this
Cause niggaz that
Is the dirt kid
They me drag-on
I'm the
But get
Callabo wit' my dogz from
Plus bronx bomba's
flame to the gutta
But ya all get

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

Verse jadakiss

i pop up
I shop up
Pull the up
a block up
Hit the put the top up
Stash the dro in my
Then pull my up
the burner
But if it's hot put my up
You what i'm about
off get my cock sucked
Writin' watchin' scarface in the hot tub
you wanna bet
When i it out
If you shout
Then bullet will go in and out
Who you kiss take a piss
In a of cryse (crystal)
Then it to a modelin' bitch
And you like ya plain
I'ma flood
bloodeline
Trade the finest
And write one

3: styles

Ya niggaz hearin' me out
Til i pop up in ya house
Clearin' it out style
Everybody actin' and wild
Snatch the wife the child
how we move
Kill me, my man you
Thats how you
I ryde
I like to slide felt that i sliped
And the gunz 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 start a fight at the bar
ya r (rolex)
Sell ya shit for some
And get the fuck out the

Verse eve

you, figga
That my niggaz
the trigger
News teams crowd try to flick a picture
Get wit ya, this runnin'it down to ya quicka
not makin' sence
Betta up off the liquor
bomb shell
Karamel, spitta
sayin' i'm they sista
Hush ya for i hit ya
wise guys and thugs and bullshitta's
Take you for a ride up ya eyes
i hit ya
Used to be shya now i'm a ryda
Fake niggaz play me
When they to ride by ya
Snatchin' up ya figures frontin'
You niggas, screamin'
Who that
Mind ya nigga

x2

Verse 5:

X is hit ya niggaz hard
Leave ya scared
wit' the dog
When you wit' the god
Rip niggaz heart
Faggot saw
me from up north
I had you to cough
My is ringin' bells
In cells
I thugs 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 niggaz am i get
Thought you what i was gonna spit
time, wit' this rhyme
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
It's not a or a joke
To my or get smoked
as that simple as black
To the
all under the coat
Now you yo life
a dog is a dog for life.