Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Ridaz

[Intro-Layzie
Yo we
What?!
is.....(Im' a str8 rida)
another Production (Im' a str8 rida)
(Im' a str8 rida) Thugs (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 thought I would slip and fall, end up like the of them,
Thats what you expect from them, neva' the thug this bone,
Whup him like he stole something, I him like Im' Roy Jones,
And I thought I told you life is quick and fast 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, strong arm, take the shit man, 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
Brought up in the projects, now we ballin'
H2s and Escalades, customized, special
Hollywood to Broadway, check it dog, we paid
Naw I about to change, I'ma just continue grindin'
Bills paid, eatin', record sales steadily climbin'

[Hook - Bizzy X 2
or die..
Ain't nothin' wrong, I'm to get the battle 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 big fat spliffs
My nigga, just back with me, it's the thugs
That's runnin' motherfucker so bitch answer to us
We the man, we the one
That started this thuggish ruggish, rough and rugged shit
We ain't smokin' heat, tokin', fuck with me killer, fuck a
I must admit niggaz, they caught on quick
Broads is gettin' pretty jealous they all on dick
you with a rhyme, man I battle you with a nine
Millimeter heater, start the breathin' and the bleedin'
niggaz straight outta Cleveland, just released to the streets
Paper chasin' player haters get pussies underneath, when I creep
So don't be fuckin' with Krayzie, I come blazin'
With my and sawed off, servin' niggaz raw dog

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[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, under war, one
Tear it up and it all over, let me rewrite the Bible
My maniacal, drink Henny until I spit up bile
Livin' this crazy life, la vida
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 say don't let them broads stress me
I need the 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, it to Christians, this is thug life niggaz

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