Ruff Ryder`s Anthem (Remix)

<br>This thing right here.. (yeah yeah)<br>is for my peoples in the streets.. (ha hah) Swizz Beats (uh-huh)<br>And this thing right here.. (Ruff Ryders)<br>will get your ass off your feet (Remix! .. c`mon)<br><br>[Drag-On]<br>They call me Drag-On, when it`s time to bomb<br>I burn em all, til they all say turn em off<br>Cause these chips, I`ma run em all<br>Chickenheads, know I, be the Colonel<br>Cause I burn eternal, mixed wit the inferno<br>So be careful, `fore I burn you<br>You better learn dude, yeah I heard you <br>but I`ma hurt you, but you don`t know?<br>My versatile, is a virtue<br>Ruff Ryders be the team, which means<br>a lot cream, lot of schemes <br>Lot of beams to make your stock drop, right on the seams<br>Nigga here is too hot and too much for you to touch<br>Better tell your man cause I`m too tough <br>Indubitably, too dust<br>Do you bust? Cause we do<br>You need to ask the people, but quietly<br>But they don`t believe until they leave violently <br>Is you buying this?<br>Cause niggaz that purchased is under the dirt kid<br>They call me Drag-On; I`m the youngest but get bonkers<br>Collabo` wit my dogs from Yonkers<br>but this Bronx bomber`s spittin flame<br>so you better wear your armor<br>Flame on!<br><br>Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)<br><br>My dogs gon` STOP, your dogs gon` DROP<br>And then we gon` SHUT EM DOWN, OPEN UP SHOP<br>First we had em like OHHH, now they like NOOO<br>What baby?!! THAT`S HOW RUFF RYDERS ROLL<br><br>[Jadakiss]<br>When I pop up, I lock shop up, pull the drop up <br>Park a block up, hit the alarm, put the top up<br>Stash the `dro in my sock then pull my sock up<br>And keep the burner but if it`s hot put my glock up <br>You know what I`m about, slidin off get my cock sucked<br>Or writin rhymes watching Scarface in the hot tub<br>Whatchu wanna bet, when I pull it out<br>if you don`t shout that every bullet`ll go in and out<br>Who you know besides `Kiss take the piss in the bottle of Crist`<br>and then give it to a modelin bitch <br>And you like your watch plain, I`ma flood mine<br>Alligator bloodline trained to find coke and bite one time<br><br>[Styles]<br>Y`all niggaz ain`t hearin me out, til I pop up <br>appear in your house, clearin it out, holiday style<br>Everybody actin violent and wild <br>Snatch the wife silence the child, that`s how we move<br>Kill me my man kill you, that`s how you lose<br>I Ruff Ryde, I don`t like to slide felt that I slipped<br>Then the gun`s only helpin the clip<br>And the clip`s only helpin my hand<br>And like who the fuck is helpin your man?<br>When I cock back and hop out the van <br>Double R, get a job, play the shit in the car<br>Hit a party start a fight at the bar, and snatch your R<br>Sell your shit for some coke and get the fuck out of Dodge<br><br>[Eve] <br>Guess you figured that my niggaz, flippers, pullin triggers<br>News team crowd around, tryin to flick a picture<br>Get witcha, this bitch from Illadelph marches quicker<br>Nigga not makin sense better stay up off the liquor<br>Blonde bombshell, car-a-mel, heavy spender <br>Groups be sayin I`m they sister, hush ya mouth `fore I hit ya <br>Stickin in wiseguys, fake thugs, and bullshitters<br>Take you for a ride, cover up your eye, then I get ya <br>Used to be shy-er, now I`ma Ruff Ryder <br>Big niggaz play me close, when they used to ride by her <br>Snatchin up your figures, frontin, know you dig us <br>Haters, screamin, "Who that bitch?" (UHH, UHH)<br>Mind your business nigga<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[DJ Clue * talking over chorus *]<br>Yeah!! DJ Clue!<br>The Professional! Part One<br>C`mon! Mad shout out, Donnie Brascoe<br>Big Skate, Duro.. CLUE!<br><br>[DMX]<br>Uhh, uhh, uhh..<br>The X is gonna hit y`all niggaz hard, leave y`all niggaz scarred<br>Fuckin with the Dog when you fuckin with the God<br>Rip y`all niggaz off, faggot niggaz soft<br>Remember me from up North, I had you scared to cough<br>My name is ringin bells, in penitentiary cells<br>I`m making thugs rebel, ain`t hard to tell<br>You never really wanted it, so the mic you jumped in front of it<br>Outta sixteen shots I`ma hit, which one of you niggaz am I gonna get<br>Thought you knew what I was gonna spit, this time with this rhyme<br>but by the end of it, y`all niggaz is gon` be like, "Yo X ripped it!"<br>Did my thing as usual it`s never gon` stop<br>Them cats can`t be for real, I got this shit locked!<br>Is that a game or a joke? Say the name or get smoked<br>Simple as that, simple as black, to the throat<br>Hit em all up to the coat, now you losin your life<br>(Grrrrrr) A dog is a dog for life!