L-Burna (Layzie Bone) - Str8 Ridaz (featkrayzie Bone) lyrics

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L-Burna (Layzie Bone) - Str8 Ridaz (featkrayzie Bone) lyrics

[Intro-Layzie Bone] Yo we vibin' What?! This is.....(Im' a str8 rida) another Self-Entertainment Production (Im' a str8 rida) (Im' a str8 rida) Bone Thugs (Im' a str8 rida) Yeah Ay move, that's that n***a right there dawg,(we str8 ridaz) thats the same n***a that was talkin sh** at the club dawg, watch out... [Verse 1-Layzie Bone] When I am yeah Im' grindin baby gettin down with the best of them, You thought I would slip and fall, end up like the rest of them, Thats what you expect from them, neva' the thug n***a this bone, Whup him like he stole something, I beat him like Im' Roy Jones, And I thought I told you life is quick and fast better get up and get the cash, Quick to mash, n***a be lettin em' slip and pa**, number one is up for grabs, Im'a be the victor man, strong arm, take the sh** man, like I was the beater man, Bulldozer against the grain, I always been the rebel dawg, Kickin' a** and takin names, on a whole 'nother level dawg, Grown since a teenager, mobile phones and Sky Pagers Brought up in the projects, now we ballin' skyscrapers H2s and Escalades, customized, special made Hollywood to Broadway, check it dog, we gettin' paid Naw I ain't about to change, I'ma just continue grindin' Bills paid, babies eatin', record sales steadily climbin' [Hook - Bizzy Bone] X 2 Ride or die.. Ain't nothin' wrong, I'm ready to get the battle on Ride or die.. Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare [Verse 2 - Krayzie Bone] A n***a got a flow that's so sick, my sh** is in critical condition And if there's a cure for this, I don't need a fixin' Gimme a blunt and let me split that sh**, man hit that sh** We ain't smokin', rollin' no penners, we blow big fat spliffs My n***a, just kick back with me, it's the thugs That's runnin' this motherf**er so b**h answer to us We the man, we the one That started this thuggish ruggish, that rough and rugged sh** We ain't smokin' heat, tokin', f** with me k**er, f** a b**h I must admit these n***az, they caught on quick Broads is gettin' pretty jealous 'cause they all on dick Battle you with a rhyme, man I battle you with a nine Millimeter heater, start the breathin' and stop the bleedin' Thug n***az straight outta Cleveland, just released to the streets Paper chasin' player haters get pussies feet underneath, when I creep So don't be f**in' with Krayzie, I come through blazin' With my Leatherface and sawed off, servin' n***az raw dog [Hook] X 2 [Verse 3 - Bizzy Bone] Resurrection of the radical, none of these rappers compatible Ready for combat, fanatical, tragedies never tattle Automatic guns rattlin', moppin' up blood stains, grievance And I done seen about everything in the world but Jesus I been to Armageddon, under war, one disciple Tear it up and start it all over, let me rewrite the Bible My sh**'s maniacal, drink Henny until I spit up bile Livin' this crazy life, la vida loca Baggin' that c**a (cola), poppin' that Motorola soldier This sh** is sizzlin', bullets are whistlin', b**h I am the master of my destiny, never no De Lilo And no Jezebel, my sisters say don't let them broads stress me I need the silence of the spirits, I am the lamb These n***az gon' hate it, corrupt it again, hmmm It's the religion of Abraham, where there were m**m ba*tards Catholic or Jewish, leave it to Christians, this is thug life n***az [Hook] X 2

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