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

1-Layzie Bone]
When I am yeah Im' grindin baby down with the best of them,
You thought I slip and fall, end up like the rest of them,
Thats what you from 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 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 victor man, strong arm, take the man, like I was the beater man,
against the grain, I always been the rebel dawg,
Kickin' ass and names, on a whole 'nother level 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, it dog, we gettin' paid
Naw I ain't to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
Bills paid, babies eatin', record sales steadily

- Bizzy Bone] X 2
or die..
Ain't nothin' wrong, I'm ready to get the on
or die..
Waitin' for war, waitin' for

[Verse 2 - Bone]
A nigga got a flow 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', rollin' no penners, we blow big fat
My nigga, just back with me, it's the thugs
That's runnin' this motherfucker so bitch to us
We the man, we the one
That started this thuggish ruggish, rough and rugged shit
We smokin' heat, tokin', fuck with me killer, fuck a bitch
I must admit these niggaz, they caught on
Broads is gettin' pretty 'cause they all on dick
Battle you a rhyme, man I battle you with a nine
heater, start the breathin' and stop the bleedin'
Thug straight outta Cleveland, just released to the streets
Paper chasin' player haters get feet underneath, when I creep
So don't be fuckin' Krayzie, I come through blazin'
my Leatherface and sawed off, servin' niggaz raw dog

X 2

[Verse 3 - Bizzy
Resurrection of the radical, none of these compatible
Ready for combat, fanatical, never tattle
guns rattlin', moppin' up blood stains, grievance
And I done seen about everything in the world but
I been to Armageddon, war, one disciple
Tear it up and start it all over, let me rewrite the
My shit's maniacal, drink until I spit up bile
Livin' this crazy life, la loca
Baggin' that (cola), poppin' that Motorola soldier
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 gon' hate it, corrupt it again, hmmm
It's the religion of Abraham, where there Muslim bastards
Catholic or Jewish, leave it to Christians, this is life niggaz

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