Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ridaz

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

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

1-Layzie Bone]
When I am yeah Im' baby gettin down with the best of them,
You I would slip and fall, end up like the rest of them,
Thats what you expect from them, neva' the thug nigga bone,
Whup him like he stole something, I beat him Im' Roy Jones,
And I I told you life is quick and fast 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, arm, take the shit man, like I was the beater man,
Bulldozer against the grain, I always the rebel dawg,
ass and takin 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, made
Hollywood to Broadway, check it dog, we paid
Naw I ain't about to change, I'ma just grindin'
Bills paid, babies eatin', 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, waitin' for

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

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

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