Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ridaz (featkrayzie Bone)

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

1-Layzie Bone]
When I am yeah Im' grindin 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 nigga this bone,
Whup him like he stole something, I beat him Im' Roy Jones,
And I thought I told you life is and fast better get up and get the cash,
Quick to mash, nigga be em' slip and pass, number one is up for grabs,
be the victor man, strong arm, take the shit man, like I was the beater man,
Bulldozer against the grain, I been the rebel dawg,
Kickin' ass and takin names, on a whole 'nother dawg,
Grown a teenager, mobile phones and Sky Pagers
up in the projects, now we ballin' skyscrapers
H2s and Escalades, customized, special
Hollywood to Broadway, check it dog, we gettin'
Naw I ain't to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
Bills paid, babies eatin', record 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

2 - Krayzie Bone]
A nigga got a flow so sick, my shit is in critical condition
And if there's a cure for this, I don't need a
Gimme a blunt and let me that shit, man hit that shit
We ain't smokin', rollin' no penners, we blow big fat
My nigga, just kick back with me, the thugs
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', fuck me killer, fuck a bitch
I must admit these niggaz, they 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 stop the
niggaz straight outta Cleveland, just released to the streets
Paper chasin' player haters get pussies feet underneath, when I
So be fuckin' with Krayzie, I come through blazin'
With my Leatherface and sawed off, servin' raw dog

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[Verse 3 - Bizzy
Resurrection of the radical, none of these rappers
Ready for combat, fanatical, never tattle
Automatic guns rattlin', moppin' up 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 the Bible
My maniacal, drink Henny until I spit up bile
Livin' this life, la vida loca
Baggin' that coca (cola), that Motorola soldier
shit 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 need the silence of the spirits, I am the
These niggaz gon' hate it, it again, hmmm
It's the religion of Abraham, there were Muslim bastards
Catholic or Jewish, it to Christians, this is thug life niggaz

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