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Ruff Ryder's Anthem Remix Lyrics

Artist: DJ Clue

This thing right here (wha)
Is for my peoples in the streets (switch beats uh huh)
And this thing right here (wha)
That get your ass off your feet

[Drag-On]
They call me Drag-On, its time to ball, I'll burn 'em all
Till they all say turn 'em off goodie chicks I'ma hurt 'em all
Chickenheads know I be the colonel
Cuz I burn internal mix they infernal
So be careful 'fore I burn you
You better learn dude yeah I heard
But I'ma hurt you what you don't know my verse too is a virtue
Ruff Ryders be the team which means a lot of cream lot of schemes lot of beams
To make your stop drop right on the seams
Nigga here's too hot and too much for you to touch
Better tell your man cause if two touch them two would be to dust
Do you bust cause we do you could ask people
But quietly but they don't believe until they leave violently
Is you minors niggas that purchase is under the dirt kid
They call me Drag-On I'm the youngest buck at bunkers
Collabo' with my dogs from Yonkers but this Bronx Bombers
Spitting flame so you better where your armor
Flame on

Chorus 2xs [DMX]
My dogs gon' stop ya'll dogs gon' drop
And then we go shut 'em down open up shop
First we had 'em like oh now they like no
Well 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 draw 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 cocks up
Or writing rhymes watching Scarface in the hot tub
Wit you on the bed 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 blood line
Trained to fine coke and write one time

[Styles]
Ya'll niggas ain't hearing me out
Till 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 ride I don't like the slide felt that I slip
And the guns only helping the clip and the clip only helping my hand
And like who the fuck is helping your man
When I cop 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 clippers pulling triggers
Lose team crowd around tryna flick a picture get wit ya
This bitch holding it down off this quicker
Nigga not making sense better stay up off the liquor
Blond bomb shell caramel heavy spender
Who you saying I'm they sister
Hush your mouth 'fore I hit ya
Sicking wise guys they thugs and bullshitas
Take you for a ride cover up your eye then I hit ya
Used to be shyer now I'm a Ruff Ryder
Big niggas play me close when they use to ride by a
Snatching up your figures fronting know you dig us
Haters screaming who that bitch
Mind your business nigga

Chorus 2xs

[DMX]
X is gonna hit you niggas hard
Leave you niggas scarred
Fucking with the dog when you fucking with the god
Rip that nigga's arm faggot nigga saw
Remember me from up north I had you scared to cough
My name is ringing bell like penitentiary cells
I make your thugs rebel ain't hard to tell
You never really wanted it so the mic is just the fun of it
Out of sixteen shots I'ma hit which one of you niggas am I gonna get
Thought you knew what I was gonna spit
This time with this rhyme by the end of it
Ya'll niggas gonna be like yo X ripped it
Did my thing as usual it's never gonna stop
Ya'll cats can't be for real I got this shit locked
Is it a game or a joke to the name that gets smoked
Simple as that simple is black to the throat
Hit 'em all up to the coat now you losin your life
(Grrrrrrr) A dog is a dog for life

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