Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics

Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics

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Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics

Send "Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets" Ringtone to your Cell [Chorus] Just, just, just... Just ridin`, ridin`... Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Just ridin`, ridin`... I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me, ain`t nobody jealous man Just, just, just... I`m just ridin`, ridin`... Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin`, slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me I`m just ridin`, ridin` Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin` slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me [Bizzy] We`re nothin` but crumbs, crumbs, we`re nothin` but crumbs We`re nothin` but crumbs, crumbs, we`re nothin` but crumbs See it`s the thug, thuggish ruggish, give me some bud I`m out on the way to go get me some love Stuck in the part where I put up the cup, don`t What about the slopes, tryin` a get dangerous We`re nothin` but crumbs, they gave me the tomb And heavenly Father all over your son The people are part of ya, never be found But what was it for, tellin` my people to point to the guns And what did the fools finally see who really be ridin` Look at the war and here it come I`m the beginning and the ending, what are we spending Watch your paper, gospel gangstas walkin` in churches Don`t search us, they tyrin` to escape though Monotony and a monopoly, gotta get ready to put us a chair Rott there, get in the car, Day`s of our Lives oh well I`m from the best, the sick of the best The sicker the test, will settle for less, so Bizzy the Kid The best...let me get this, that we feelin` depressed [Hook] How many times we gather our rest, so why do they cuss My lips are clear, Lord know`s I`m not ugly And how many times we gather our rest, so why do they cuss My lips are clear, the Lord know`s I`m not ugly Heavenly father you are the best, one time... I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me, ain`t nobody jealous man [Chorus] Just, just, just... Just ridin`, ridin`... Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin`, slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me I`m just ridin`, ridin` Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin` slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me [Layzie] I`m a rise to the fullest, make `em do it Make `em pull it, fill your torso`s up with bullets Nigga this the true shit, and it sit`s with a new kid Who goes there, I, we used to slam them dog`s Now we raise `em up high, lamborhgini dog`s to the sky My nigga, I be flossin` on a dog, I ain`t shy my nigga No wonder why nigga, I`m a hard workin` horse Keep my grammy on a mantle, fuck puttin` it in a source If rap was a bitch I`ll want a divorce And if rap was a study, you would need you a course I`m a rap `til my voice gone, probably `til I lose it But y`all can`t do it, duplicate my music Listen `til they cruisin`, haters be refusin` They bitches want to listen to it But they gotta be true with it Get bucked knuckler, act a foo` with it It`s rider season, and really ain`t no rules to it Nice and smooth gettin` through it I`m the ace, realest rapper since Pac want to take my place [Chorus] Just ridin`, ridin`... Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin`, slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me I`m just ridin`, ridin` Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin` slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me Nobody`s just... [Mr. Criminal] I`m just ridin`, ridin`, ridin` the city streets Packin` the strap in the back of my black khakis That`s creased, windows down, system on blast Feelin` the breeze, smokin` and chokin` that reefer dog I`m needin` my trees (ha, ha--ha, ha) Windows down, system on blast, feelin` the breeze Eyes on my rearview, watch my back for the police The homi`s say watch my back for enemies Touch your back, the hennesey stayin strass my remedy Catch me dippin` through the streets Givin` a fuck, runnin` them stoplights Swerve it to the left, and I swing it to the right I`m a hard switchin` lane, scrapin` bumpers and all All eyes on me whenever I`m rotatin` white walls And as soon as night falls I let them hundred spokes crawl Straight dippin` through the city With my rider`s and dogs It`s Mr. Criminal puttin` it down With the homi`s from Bone Thugs And these hater`s get flossed on These bitches get no love [Chorus] Just ridin`, ridin`... Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin`, slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me I`m just ridin`, ridin` Ridin` the city streets in a black benz lexus Where we be feelin` the beat, tuckin` the piece I`m just slidin` slidin` Feelin` my heat, I`m feelin` you, you feelin` me Nobody`s just... Send "Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets" Ringtone to your Cell Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics @ Burbler Lyrics | Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics @ ELyrics | Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics @ Kovideo | Bizzy Bone Lyrics and Video @ MusicBabylon | Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics @ Songlyrics | Bizzy Bone Ridin In The Streets lyrics @ ELyricsWorld

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