Bizzy Bone - Dear Layzie lyrics

-Intro- Baby, you go to realize that these young motherf**ers that you caught yourself rollin' with, these lil' n***as don't know nothin' about no loyalty. These n***as ain't on no damn amish sh**, baby. These n***as come from the streets, they come from broken homes. They ain't used to nobody stickin' with 'em never. So they gon' always gon be alone, baby. You come from the same place don't ya? It was good wasn't it? Wasn't it? Bizzy Bone See my life is backwards, Lil' Layzie was my n***a to the fullest/ Through semi-automatic bullets with the afro rockin' crack spot I'm clockin' hell-a money with my sisters/ I met him and it was on and poppin/ We did ya talent shows, and messed with highschool hoes/ In the city of Cleveland's rememberin' Bizzy Bone/ I was down to k** n***as, the first to swing last of the real n***as/ I'm down for anything, anything/ So now I'm all alone, and you let Krayzie diss me/ Just tell me, how could he be so damn pissed at me? I never f**ed his girl, I never took his money/ How could you just ride with him? You ain't smellin' somethin' funny? -Chorus- Sellin' dope, tryin' to make a lil' dividends/ When I was shootin' n***as you was my only friend/ Sellin dope, tryin' to make a lil' dividends/ When I was shootin' (Shootin'...) n***as you was my only friend Bizzy Bone See my life is backwards, Lil' Layzie was my n***a to the fullest/ Through semi-automatic bullets with the afro rockin' crack spot I'm clockin' hell-a money with my sisters/ I met him and it was on and poppin'/ We did ya talent shows, and messed with highschool hoes/ In the city of Cleveland's rememberin' Bizzy Bone/ I was down to k** n***as, the first to swing last of the real n***as/ down for anything, anything/ And now I'm all alone, and you let Krayzie diss me/ Just tell me, how could he be so damn pissed at me? I never f**ed his girl, I never took his money/ How could you just ride with him? You ain't smellin' somethin' funny? -Chorus- Bizzy Bone See my life is backwards, Lil' Layzie was my n***a to the fullest/ Through semi-automatic bullets with my afro rockin' crack spot I'm clockin' hella money with my sisters/ I met you and it was on and poppin'/ We did the talent shows, and messed with highschool hoes/ In the city of Cleveland's rememberin' Bizzy Bone/ I was down to k** n***as, the first to swing last of the real n***as/ I'm down for anything, anything/ So now I'm all alone, and you let Krayzie diss me/ Just tell me, how could he be so damn pissed at me? I never f**ed his girl, I never took his money/ How could you just ride with him? You ain't smellin' somethin' funny? -Chorus-