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Ruff Ryder's Anthem (Remix)

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Ruff Ryder's Anthem (Remix)

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This thing right here is for my peoples in the streets (Uh huh)

and this thing right here and get your ass off your feet (Come On)

Drag-On

They call me Drag-On,

its time to bomb,

I'll burn'em all

Till they all say

turn em off '

cause these chicks

I'ma run em all

Chickenheads know I be the colonel

Cuz I burn eternal

mixes wit they infernal

So be careful 'fore I burn you

You better learn dude,

yeah I heard you

But I'ma hurt you,

but you don't know

my verses too is a virtue

Ruff Ryders be the team,

which means a lot cream,

lot of schemes

Lot of beams

to make your stock drop,

right on the seams

Nigga here is too hot

and too much

for you to touch

Better tell your man cuz I'm too tough

inaudibly too dust do you bust

Cuz we do you can ask people

But quietly

but they don't believe until they leave violently

Is you buying us

cuz niggas that purchase is under the dirt kid

They call me Drag-On;

I'm the youngest buck at bunkers

Collabo' wit my dogs from Yonkers

but this Bronx bombers

Spitting flame so you better

wear your armor

Flame on!

Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)

My dogs gon' stop; your dogs gon' drop

And then we go, shut'em down open up shop

First we had em like ohh,

now they like no

What baby that's how Ruff Ryders roll

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

And keep the burner

but if it's hot put my glock up

You know what I'm about

Sliding off

get my cock sucked

Or writing rhymes

watching Scarface in the hot tub

What you wanna bet

when I pull it out

if you don't shout

Then every bullet'll go

in and out

Who you know besides 'Kiss

take a piss in the bottle of Cris

Then give it to a modeling bitch

And you like your watch plain

I'ma flood mine

Alligator bloodline

trained to fine coke and write one time

Styles

Ya'll niggas ain't hearing me out

til I pop up appear in your house

Clearing it out, holiday style

Everybody acting violent and wild

Snatch the wife silence the child

That's how we move,

kill me my man kill you

That's how you lose,

I Ruff Ryde

I don't like this slide

felt that I slipped

Then the guns only helping the clip

And the clip's only helping my hand

And like who the fuck is helping your man

When I cock back and hop out the van

Double R, get a job, play the shit in the car

Hear the party start a fight at the bar

Snatch ya all sell your shit for some coke

and get the fuck out the dodge

Eve

Guess you figure that my niggas

Flip us pullin triggas

who's team crowd around

trying to flick a picture,

get wit ya This bitch from holding it down off this quicker

Nigga not making sense better stay up off the liquor

Blond bomb-shell caramel, heavy spender

Get you saying I'm they sister Hush ya mouth 'fore I hit ya

Stick it in wise guys fake thugs and bullshitters

Take you for a ride cover up your eye then I get ya

Used to be shyer, now I'ma Ruff Ryder

Big niggas play me close, when they used to ride by a

Snatching up your figure fronting know you dig us

Haters screaming who that bitch (uhh) mind your (uhh) business nigga

Chorus

DMX

Uh huh, uh, uh, uh X is gonna hit ya'll niggaz hard

Leave ya'll niggaz scarred

Fucking with the dog

when you fucking with the god

Rip ya'll niggaz arm,

Faggot nigga saw

Remember me from up north,

I had you scared to cough

My name is ringing bells,

in penitentiary cells

I'm making thugs rebel,

ain't hard to tell

You never really wanted it

so the mic is just the fun of it

outta sixteen shots I'ma hit,

which one of you niggaz am I gonna get

Thought you knew what I was gonna spit

This time with this rhyme but by the end of it

Ya'll niggaz is gon' be like yo X ripped it

Did my thing as usual it's never gonna stop

But them cats can't be for real,

I got this shit locked

Is that a game or a joke

tell the name or get smoked

Simple as that,

simple as black,

to the throat

Hit'em all up to the coat,

now you losing your life (Grrrrrr)

A dog is a dog for life!

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