Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ridaz (featkrayzie Bone)

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

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

[Verse 1-Layzie
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 expect from them, neva' the nigga this bone,
him like he stole 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, strong arm, the shit 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 a teenager, mobile phones and Sky Pagers
up in the projects, now we ballin' skyscrapers
H2s and Escalades, customized, made
Hollywood to Broadway, check it dog, we gettin'
Naw I about to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
Bills paid, babies eatin', record sales steadily

[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 nigga got a flow that's so sick, my shit is in critical
And if there's a cure for this, I 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 with me, it's the thugs
That's runnin' motherfucker so bitch answer to us
We the man, we the one
That this thuggish ruggish, that rough and rugged shit
We smokin' heat, tokin', fuck with me killer, fuck a bitch
I must admit these niggaz, caught on quick
Broads is gettin' pretty jealous 'cause all on dick
Battle you with a rhyme, man I you with a nine
Millimeter heater, the breathin' and stop the bleedin'
Thug niggaz straight outta Cleveland, just released to the
chasin' player haters get pussies feet underneath, when I creep
So don't be 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, of these rappers compatible
for combat, fanatical, tragedies never tattle
Automatic guns rattlin', moppin' up stains, grievance
And I done seen about everything in the world but
I been to Armageddon, under war, one
Tear it up and start it all over, let me the Bible
My shit's maniacal, drink Henny until I spit up
Livin' this life, la vida loca
that coca (cola), poppin' 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, 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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