This thing right here.. (yeah yeah)  is for my peoples in the streets.. (ha hah) Swizz Beats (uh-huh)  And this thing right here.. (Ruff Ryders)  will get your ass off your feet (Remix! .. c'mon)    [Drag-On]  They call me Drag-On, when it's time to bomb  I burn em all, til they all say turn em off  Cause these chips, I'ma run em all  Chickenheads, know I, be the Colonel  Cause 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  Nigga here is too hot and too much for you to touch  Better tell your man cause I'm too tough   Indubitably, too dust  Do you bust? Cause we do  You need to ask the people, but quietly  But they don't believe until they leave violently   Is you buying this?  Cause niggaz 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!    Chorus: DMX (repeat 2X)    My dogs gon' STOP, your dogs gon' DROP  And then we gon' SHUT EM DOWN, OPEN UP SHOP  First we had em like OHHH, now they like NOOO  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, slidin off get my cock sucked  Or writin rhymes watching 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 piss in the bottle of Crist'  and then give it to a modelin bitch   And you like your watch plain, I'ma flood mine  Alligator bloodline trained to find coke and bite one time    [Styles]  Y'all niggaz ain't hearin me out, til I pop up   appear in your house, clearin it out, holiday style  Everybody actin 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 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 fuck is helpin your man?  When I cock back and hop out the van   Double R, get a job, play the shit in the car  Hit a party start a fight at the bar, and snatch your R  Sell your shit for some coke and get the fuck out of Dodge    [Eve]   Guess you figured that my niggaz, flippers, pullin triggers  News team crowd around, tryin to flick a picture  Get witcha, this bitch from Illadelph marches quicker  Nigga not makin sense better stay up off the liquor  Blonde bombshell, car-a-mel, heavy spender   Groups be sayin I'm they sister, hush ya mouth 'fore I hit ya   Stickin in wiseguys, fake thugs, and bullshitters  Take you for a ride, cover up your eye, then I get ya   Used to be shy-er, now I'ma Ruff Ryder   Big niggaz play me close, when they used to ride by her   Snatchin up your figures, frontin, know you dig us   Haters, screamin, "Who that bitch?" (UHH, UHH)  Mind your business nigga    Chorus    [DJ Clue * talking over chorus *]  Yeah!! DJ Clue!  The Professional! Part One  C'mon! Mad shout out, Donnie Brascoe  Big Skate, Duro.. CLUE!    [DMX]  Uhh, uhh, uhh..  The X is gonna hit y'all niggaz hard, leave y'all niggaz scarred  Fuckin with the Dog when you fuckin with the God  Rip y'all niggaz off, faggot niggaz soft  Remember me from up North, I had you scared to cough  My name is ringin bells, in penitentiary cells  I'm making 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 niggaz 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 niggaz is gon' be like, "Yo X ripped it!"  Did my thing as usual it's never gon' stop  Them cats can't be for real, I got this shit 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  (Grrrrrr) A dog is a dog for life!