Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ridaz (featkrayzie Bone)

[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 same nigga that was talkin shit at the club dawg, out...

1-Layzie Bone]
When I am Im' grindin 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, 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 and fast better get up and get the cash,
Quick to mash, nigga be lettin em' slip and pass, one is up for grabs,
Im'a be the victor man, arm, take the shit man, like I was the beater man,
against the grain, I always been the rebel dawg,
Kickin' ass and takin names, on a whole level dawg,
since 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 gettin'
Naw I ain't to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
Bills paid, babies eatin', record sales climbin'

[Hook - Bone] X 2
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 shit is in critical
And if there's a cure for this, I don't a fixin'
Gimme a blunt and let me split shit, man hit that shit
We ain't smokin', no penners, we blow big fat spliffs
My nigga, just kick back with me, it's the
That's runnin' motherfucker so bitch answer to us
We the man, we the one
That started this thuggish ruggish, that and rugged shit
We ain't smokin' heat, tokin', fuck with me killer, a bitch
I must these niggaz, they caught on quick
Broads is gettin' pretty 'cause they all on dick
Battle you with a rhyme, man I you with a nine
Millimeter heater, start the breathin' and stop the
Thug niggaz straight outta Cleveland, released to the streets
Paper chasin' haters get pussies feet underneath, when I creep
So don't be fuckin' with Krayzie, I come through
With my Leatherface and off, servin' niggaz raw dog

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[Verse 3 - Bizzy
Resurrection of the radical, none of these 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 to Armageddon, under war, one disciple
Tear it up and start it all over, let me the Bible
My shit's maniacal, drink until I spit up bile
Livin' this crazy life, la loca
Baggin' that coca (cola), poppin' that Motorola
This shit is sizzlin', bullets are whistlin',
I am the of my destiny, never no De Lilo
And no Jezebel, my sisters say let them broads stress me
I the silence of the spirits, I am the lamb
These niggaz hate it, corrupt it again, hmmm
the religion of Abraham, where there were Muslim bastards
Catholic or Jewish, leave it to Christians, this is life niggaz

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