Especially with the song "What these Bitches want from a Nigga"

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5855651&forum_id=2most#49808535)

But we walk in there, and they show us this shirt Roosevelt got shot in back in 1912. And I’m lookin’ at it like… hold up. This man got hit, bullet in him, and he still finished his speech. Didn’t cry, didn’t fold, didn’t run like a bitch. He just kept goin’. I’m a kid, but even then I knew — that’s a different level of heart.

So I’m standin’ there thinkin’, ‘Yo… that’s gangsta.’ Like refusing to bow down to any bullshit. That energy stuck with me. That’s the spirit I wanted around me.

That’s the spirit I wanted my people to move with.

So years later, when it came time to name the crew, the label, the movement — Ruff Ryders made sense. ‘Cause we wasn’t fucking smooth ridin’, we wasn’t takin’ the easy shir. We was ridin’ through the rough parts of life, the pain, the struggle, the fight… and still standin’ tall.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5855651&forum_id=2most#49808522)