Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders (remix)

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

Verse one:
call me drag-on
It's time to
Im gonna all
To they all say off
These i gonna earn'em all
Chicken know i be the kernall
i burn internall
Mixed the inferno
So be careful for i you
You learn duke
Yeah, i you
But i'm hurt you
What you don't
Ours who?
Is a
ryders be the team
Which
A lot of
Runin'
Stunnin'
To make ya'll 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 buyin'
niggaz that purchase
Is the dirt kid
They me drag-on
I'm the
But get
wit' my dogz from yonka's
Plus these bomba's
Spittin' to the gutta
But ya all get

x2: damion
My dogz gon'
dogz gon' drop
Then we
Shut'em down up shop
First we like ooohhhh
Now like nnnooo
What baby, thats how ruff ryders

two: jadakiss

i pop up
I shop up
the drop up
Park a up
Hit the put the top up
Stash the dro in my
pull my sock up
Keep the
But if it's hot put my up
You what i'm about
Slidin' off get my sucked
Writin' rhymes scarface in the hot tub
you wanna bet
When i it out
If you shout
Then bullet 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 plain
I'ma flood
bloodeline
Trade the finest
And one time

3: styles

Ya niggaz ain't me out
Til i pop up in ya house
Clearin' it out style
Everybody actin' and wild
the wife silence the child
Thats how we
Kill me, my man you
how you lose
I ruff
I don't like to slide that i sliped
And the gunz only helpin' the
And the only my hand
And who the fuck is helpin' ya man
i cock back 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

Cats you,
That my niggaz
the trigger
News teams crowd try to flick a picture
Get wit ya, bitch runnin'it down to ya quicka
Nigga not makin'
Betta stay up off the
Blonde shell
Karamel, spitta
Groupies sayin' i'm sista
ya mouth for i hit ya
Sickenin' wise guys and thugs and
you for a ride cover up ya eyes
i hit ya
Used to be now i'm a ruff ryda
Fake niggaz play me
When they used to by ya
up ya figures frontin' know
You niggas, hatta's
Who bitch
Mind ya nigga

x2

5: damion

X is gonna hit ya hard
Leave ya niggaz
wit' the dog
When you fuckin the god
Rip that niggaz
Faggot saw
Remember me from up
I had you to cough
My name is bells
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
one of you niggaz am i gonna get
Thought you knew what i was gonna
time, wit' this rhyme
By the end of it
Ya niggaz is be like yo x riped it
Did my thing as usual it's never gon'
You cats can't be for real i got this shit
It's not a or a joke
To my or get smoked
Simple as that simple as
To the
Hit'em all under the
Now you yo life
a dog is a dog for life.