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dj clue? - ruff ryder's anthem lyrics

this thing right here, yeah, yeah
is for my peoples in the streets, swizz beats
and this thing right here ruff ryders
will get your -ss off your feet, remix, c’mon
they call me, ‘drag on’ when it’s time to bomb
i burn ’em all till they all say turn ’em off
‘cuz these chips i’ma run ’em all chickenheads
know i be the colonel ‘cuz i burn eternal mixed wit the inferno
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 versatile 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
n-gga here is too hot and too much for you to touch
better tell your man ‘cuz i’m too tough indubitably, too dust
do you bust? ‘cuz we do you need to ask the people, but quietly
but they don’t believe until they leave violently, is you buying this?
‘cuz n-ggas that purchased is under the dirt kid
they call me drag on, i’m the youngest but get bonkers
collabo’ wit my dogs from yonkers
but this bronx bomber’s spittin’ flame
so you better wear your armor flame on
my dogs gon’ stop, your dogs gon’ drop
and then we gon’ shut ’em down, open up shop
first we had em like ohh, now they like no
what baby? that’s how ruff ryders roll
my dogs gon’ stop, your dogs gon’ drop
and then we gon’ shut ’em down, open up shop
first we had em like ohh, now they like no
what baby? that’s how ruff ryders roll
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, slidin’ off get my c-ck sucked
or writin’ rhymes watchin’ scarface in the hot tub
whatchu wanna bet, when i pull it out?
if you don’t shout that every bullet’ll go in and out
who you know besides, ‘kiss take the p-ss in the bottle of crist’
then give it to a modelin’ b-tch
and you like your watch plain, i’ma flood mine
alligator bloodline trained to find c0ke and bite one time
y’all n-ggas ain’t hearin’ me out, til i pop up
appear in your house, clearin’ it out, holiday style
everybody actin’ violent and wild
sn-tch the wife silence the child, that’s how we move
k!ll me my man k!ll you, that’s how you lose
i ruff ryde, i don’t like to slide felt that i slipped
then the gun’s only helpin’ the clip and the clip’s only helpin’ my hand
and like who the f-ck is helpin’ your man?
when i c-ck back and hop out the van
double r, get a job, play the sh-t in the car
hit a party start a fight at the bar, it’s natural
sell your sh-t for some c0ke and get the f-ck out of dodge
guess you figured that my n-ggas, flippers, pullin’ triggers
news team crowd around, tryin’ to fl!ck a picture
get witcha, this b-tch from illadelph marches quicker
n-gga not makin’ sense better stay up off the liquor
blonde bombsh-ll, caramel, heavy spender
groups be sayin’ i’m they sister, hush ya mouth ‘fore i hit ya
stickin’ in wiseguys, fake thugs and bullsh-tters
take you for a ride, cover up your eye, then i get ya
used to be shyer, now i’ma ruff ryder
big n-ggas play me close, when they used to ride by her
sn-tchin’ up your figures, frontin’, know you dig us
haters, screamin’, “who that b-tch?” mind your business n-gga
my dogs gon’ stop, your dogs gon’ drop
and then we gon’ shut ’em down, open up shop
first we had em like ohh, now they like no
what baby? that’s how ruff ryders roll
my dogs gon’ stop, your dogs gon’ drop
and then we gon’ shut ’em down, open up shop
first we had em like ohh, now they like no
what baby? that’s how ruff ryders roll
the x is gonna hit y’all n-ggas hard, leave y’all n-ggas scarred
f-ckin’ with the dog when you f-ckin’ with the god
rip y’all n-ggas off, f-ggot n-ggas soft
remember me from up north, i had you scared to cough
my name is ringin’ bells, in penitentiary cells
i’m makin’ thugs rebel, ain’t hard to tell
you never really wanted it, so the mic you jumped in front of it
outta sixteen shots i’ma hit, which one of you n-ggas am i gonna get
thought you knew what i was gonna spit, this time with this rhyme
but by the end of it, y’all n-ggas is gon’ be like, “yo x ripped it”
did my thing as usual it’s never gon’ stop
them cat’s can’t be for real, i got this sh-t locked
is that a game or a joke? say the name or get smoked
simple as that, simple as black, to the throat
hit ’em all up to the coat, now you losin’ your life
a dog is a dog for life

- dj clue lyrics

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