Luyện nghe bài hát Ruff Ryders (remix)

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

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

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

two: jadakiss

i pop up
I shop up
Pull the 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 know what i'm
Slidin' off get my sucked
Writin' watchin' scarface in the hot tub
you wanna bet
When i it out
If you don't
Then every bullet go in and out
Who you besides take a piss
In a bottle of (crystal)
Then give it to a modelin'
And you ya watch plain
I'ma mine
Alligator
the finest coke
And one time

3: styles

Ya ain't hearin' me out
Til i pop up in ya house
Clearin' it out style
Everybody actin' violent and
Snatch the silence the child
how we move
Kill me, my man you
Thats how you
I ruff
I don't like to slide felt that i
And the gunz only the clip
And the clips only my
And like who the is helpin' ya man
i cock back 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 some
And get the out the dogde

four: eve

Cats you,
That my niggaz
the trigger
News teams crowd try to flick a picture
Get wit ya, this bitch down to ya quicka
Nigga not makin'
stay up off the liquor
Blonde bomb
Karamel, heavy
Groupies i'm they sista
ya mouth for i hit ya
Sickenin' 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 me close
When they used to by ya
Snatchin' up ya figures know
You niggas, hatta's
Who that
ya business nigga

x2

Verse 5:

X is gonna hit ya hard
Leave ya scared
Fuckin' the dog
When you fuckin the god
Rip that heart
niggaz saw
Remember me from up
I had you scared to
My is ringin' bells
In penatentary
I makin' thugs
It ain't hard to
You really wanted it
Saw the mic yo in front of it
Out of i'm gonna hit
one of you niggaz am i gonna get
Thought you knew i was gonna spit
This time, this rhyme
By the end of it
Ya niggaz is gon' be yo x riped it
Did my thing as usual it's gon' stop
You can't 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 losen' yo
a dog is a dog for life.