Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ridaz

[Intro-Layzie
Yo we
What?!
is.....(Im' a str8 rida)
another Self-Entertainment Production (Im' a rida)
(Im' a rida) Bone Thugs (Im' a str8 rida)

Ay move, that's nigga right there dawg,(we str8 ridaz)
thats the same nigga that was shit at the club dawg, watch out...

[Verse Bone]
When I am yeah Im' grindin baby gettin down the best of them,
You thought I slip and fall, end up like the rest of them,
Thats you expect from them, neva' the thug nigga this bone,
Whup him like he stole something, I him like Im' Roy Jones,
And I I told you life is quick and fast better get up and get the cash,
Quick to mash, be lettin em' slip and pass, number one is up for grabs,
Im'a be the man, strong arm, take the shit man, like I was the beater man,
Bulldozer against the grain, I always been the dawg,
Kickin' ass and names, on a whole 'nother level dawg,
Grown a teenager, mobile phones and Sky Pagers
Brought up in the projects, now we ballin'
H2s and Escalades, customized, special
to Broadway, check it dog, we gettin' paid
Naw I ain't to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
paid, babies eatin', record sales steadily climbin'

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or die..
Ain't wrong, I'm ready to get the battle on
or die..
Waitin' for war, for warfare

[Verse 2 - Krayzie
A nigga got a flow that's so sick, my shit is in condition
And if there's a cure for this, I don't a fixin'
Gimme a blunt and let me split that shit, man hit that
We ain't smokin', rollin' no penners, we big fat spliffs
My nigga, just kick back with me, it's the
runnin' this motherfucker so bitch answer to us
We the man, we the one
That started this thuggish ruggish, that rough and shit
We ain't smokin' heat, tokin', fuck me killer, fuck a bitch
I must admit these niggaz, caught on quick
Broads is gettin' pretty 'cause they all on dick
Battle you with a rhyme, man I you with a nine
Millimeter heater, start the and stop the bleedin'
Thug straight outta Cleveland, just released to the streets
Paper chasin' player haters get pussies underneath, when I creep
So don't be fuckin' with Krayzie, I come blazin'
With my and sawed off, servin' niggaz raw dog

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[Verse 3 - Bizzy
of the radical, none of these rappers compatible
Ready for combat, fanatical, never tattle
Automatic guns rattlin', moppin' up blood stains,
And I done seen about everything in the world but
I to Armageddon, under war, one disciple
Tear it up and start it all over, let me rewrite the
My shit's maniacal, drink Henny I spit up bile
Livin' this crazy life, la loca
Baggin' coca (cola), poppin' that Motorola soldier
This is sizzlin', bullets are whistlin', bitch
I am the master of my destiny, no De Lilo
And no Jezebel, my say don't let them broads stress me
I the silence of the spirits, I am the lamb
niggaz gon' hate it, corrupt it again, hmmm
It's the religion of Abraham, where there were Muslim
Catholic or Jewish, it to Christians, this is thug life niggaz

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