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Tytuł: Ruff ryders anthem (remix)

  • Wykonawca: Jadakiss
  • Wy¶wietleń: 185

  
   This thing right here is for my people
  In the streets,
  (swizz beats),and this thing right here will
  Take ya ass of ya feet.
  
  Verse one: drag-on
  They call me drag-on
  It's time to ball
  Im gonna burn'em all
  To they all say turn'em off
  These chips i gonna earn'em all
  Chicken heads know i be the kernall
  Cause i burn internall
  Mixed with the inferno
  So be careful for i burn you
  You better learn duke
  Yeah, i heard you
  But i'm gonna hurt you
  What you don't know
  Ours verse who?
  Is a virtue
  Ruff ryders be the team
  Which means
  A lot of cream
  Runin' skeems
  Stunnin' beams
  To make ya'll stop drop right on the scene
  This nigga here is to hot
  And to much
  For you to touch
  Betta tell ya man
  If two touch
  Then he too will get you bust
  You bust?
  We do
  You can ask people
  But quitly
  They don't believe us til they lead violate
  Is you buyin' this
  Cause niggaz that purchase
  Is under the dirt kid
  They call me drag-on
  I'm the youngest
  But get bunka's
  Callabo wit' my dogz from yonka's
  Plus these bronx bomba's
  Spittin' flame to the gutta
  But ya all get flamed
  
  Chorus x2: damion
  My dogz gon' stop
  Ya'll dogz gon' drop
  Then we gon'
  Shut'em down open up shop
  First we had'em like ooohhhh
  Now they like nnnooo
  What baby, thats how ruff ryders roll
  
  Verse two: jadakiss
  
  When i pop up
  I lock shop up
  Pull the drop up
  Park a block up
  Hit the alarm put the top up
  Stash the dro in my sock
  Then pull my sock up
  Keep the burner
  But if it's hot put my glock up
  You know what i'm about
  Slidin' off get my cock sucked
  Writin' rhymes watchin' scarface in the hot tub
  What you wanna bet
  When i pull it out
  If you don't shout
  Then every bullet will go in and out
  Who you besides kiss take a piss
  In a bottle of cryse (crystal)
  Then give it to a modelin' bitch
  And you like ya watch plain
  I'ma flood mine
  Alligator bloodeline
  Trade the finest coke
  And write one time
  
  Verse 3: styles
  
  Ya niggaz ain't hearin' me out
  Til i pop up appear in ya house
  Clearin' it out holiday style
  Everybody actin' violent and wild
  Snatch the wife silence the child
  Thats how we move
  Kill me, my man kill you
  Thats how you lose
  I ruff ryde
  I don't like to slide felt that i sliped
  And the gunz only helpin' the clip
  And the clips only my hand
  And like who the fuck is helpin' ya man
  When i cock back and hop the van
  Double r
  Get a jar
  Play the shit in the car
  Hit the party start a fight at the bar
  Snatch ya r (rolex)
  Sell ya shit for some coke
  And get the fuck out the dogde
  
  Verse four: eve
  
  Cats you, figga
  That my niggaz flippa
  With the trigger
  News teams crowd around try to flick a picture
  Get wit ya, this bitch runnin'it down to ya quicka
  Nigga not makin' sence
  Betta stay up off the liquor
  Blonde bomb shell
  Karamel, heavy spitta
  Groupies sayin' i'm they sista
  Hush ya mouth for i hit ya
  Sickenin' wise guys and thugs and bullshitta's
  Take you for a ride cover up ya eyes
  Then i hit ya
  Used to be shya now i'm a ruff ryda
  Fake niggaz play me close
  When they used to ride by ya
  Snatchin' up ya figures frontin' know
  You niggas, hatta's screamin'
  Who that bitch
  Mind ya business nigga
  
  Chorus x2
  
  Verse 5: damion
  
  X is gonna hit ya niggaz hard
  Leave ya niggaz scared
  Fuckin' wit' the dog
  When you fuckin wit' the god
  Rip that niggaz heart
  Faggot niggaz saw
  Remember me from up north
  I had you scared to cough
  My name is ringin' bells
  In penatentary cells
  I makin' thugs rebell
  It ain't hard to tell
  You never really wanted it
  Saw the mic yo jumped in front of it
  Out of sixteen i'm gonna hit
  Which one of you niggaz am i gonna get
  Thought you knew what i was gonna spit
  This time, wit' this rhyme
  By the end of it
  Ya niggaz is gon' be like yo x riped it
  Did my thing as usual it's never gon' stop
  You cats can't be for real i got this shit locked
  It's not a game or a joke
  To my name or get smoked
  Simple as that simple as black
  To the throught
  Hit'em all under the coat
  Now you losen' yo life
  Rrrrrrrrr a dog is a dog for life.