Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ridaz

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

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

[Verse 1-Layzie
When I am Im' grindin baby 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 like he something, I beat him like Im' Roy Jones,
And I thought I told you life is quick and fast 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 victor man, strong arm, the shit man, like I was the beater man,
Bulldozer against the grain, I always been the dawg,
Kickin' ass and takin names, on a whole 'nother dawg,
Grown since a teenager, mobile phones and Sky
Brought up in the projects, now we skyscrapers
H2s and Escalades, customized, special
Hollywood to Broadway, check it dog, we paid
Naw I ain't to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
paid, babies eatin', record sales steadily climbin'

[Hook - Bone] X 2
or die..
Ain't nothin' wrong, I'm to get the battle on
or die..
Waitin' for war, for warfare

[Verse 2 - Krayzie
A got a flow that's so sick, my shit is in critical condition
And if a cure for this, I don't need a fixin'
Gimme a blunt and let me split that shit, man hit shit
We ain't smokin', no penners, we blow big fat spliffs
My nigga, just kick with me, it's the thugs
runnin' this motherfucker 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', fuck with me killer, a bitch
I must admit these niggaz, they caught on
Broads is gettin' jealous 'cause they all on dick
you with a rhyme, man I battle you with a nine
Millimeter heater, start the breathin' and stop the
Thug niggaz straight outta Cleveland, released to the streets
Paper chasin' player haters get pussies feet underneath, when I
So don't be fuckin' Krayzie, I come through blazin'
With my and sawed off, servin' niggaz raw dog

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[Verse 3 - Bone]
Resurrection of the radical, none of these rappers
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 I spit up bile
Livin' this life, la vida loca
Baggin' coca (cola), poppin' that Motorola soldier
shit is sizzlin', bullets are whistlin', bitch
I am the master of my destiny, never no De
And no Jezebel, my sisters say 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 of Abraham, where there were Muslim bastards
Catholic or Jewish, leave it to Christians, this is thug life

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