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 str8 rida) Bone Thugs (Im' a rida)

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

[Verse Bone]
When I am yeah Im' grindin gettin down with the best of them,
You thought I slip and fall, end up like the rest of them,
Thats what you expect them, neva' the thug nigga this bone,
Whup him he stole something, I beat him like Im' Roy Jones,
And I thought I told you life is quick and better get up and get the cash,
to mash, nigga be lettin em' slip and pass, number one is up for grabs,
Im'a be the victor man, strong arm, take the shit man, like I was the man,
Bulldozer the grain, I always been the rebel dawg,
Kickin' ass and takin names, on a 'nother level dawg,
Grown since a teenager, mobile and Sky Pagers
up in the projects, now we ballin' skyscrapers
H2s and Escalades, customized, made
Hollywood to Broadway, it dog, we gettin' paid
Naw I about to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
Bills paid, babies eatin', sales steadily climbin'

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

[Verse 2 - Bone]
A got a flow that's so sick, my shit is in critical condition
And if there's a for this, I don't need a fixin'
Gimme a and let me split that shit, man hit that shit
We smokin', rollin' no penners, we blow big fat spliffs
My nigga, just kick back with me, it's the
That's runnin' this so bitch answer to us
We the man, we the one
That started this ruggish, that rough and rugged shit
We ain't smokin' heat, tokin', with me killer, fuck a bitch
I admit these niggaz, they caught on quick
Broads is gettin' pretty jealous 'cause all on dick
Battle you with a rhyme, man I battle you with a
Millimeter heater, start the breathin' and the bleedin'
Thug niggaz straight outta Cleveland, released to the streets
Paper chasin' player haters get pussies feet underneath, I creep
So don't be fuckin' with Krayzie, I come through
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, tragedies tattle
Automatic guns rattlin', moppin' up blood stains,
And I done seen about everything in the world but
I been to Armageddon, under war, one
it up and start it all over, let me rewrite the Bible
My shit's maniacal, drink Henny until I up bile
Livin' this life, la vida loca
Baggin' that coca (cola), poppin' that Motorola
This shit is sizzlin', are whistlin', bitch
I am the master of my destiny, no De Lilo
And no Jezebel, my sisters say don't let them broads me
I need the of the spirits, I am the lamb
These niggaz gon' it, corrupt it again, hmmm
It's the religion of Abraham, where there were bastards
or Jewish, leave it to Christians, this is thug life niggaz

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