Str8 Ridaz - Bone Brothers

That’s the same nigga that was talkin' shit at the club, dog

Watch out

Swingin' at 'em, yeah I’m grindin', baby gettin' down with the best of them

You thought I would slip and fall, end up like the rest of them

That’s what you expect from them, never the thugs, nigga this Bone

Whoop him like he stole somethin', beat him like I’m Roy Jones

And I thought I told you life is wicked fast, steady get up and get the cash

Stick 'em fast, niggas be lettin' this slip on past

Number one is up for grabs, I’ma be the victor man

Strong arm, take the shit, like I was the Peter man

Bulldoze against the grain, I always been a rebel dog

Kickin' ass, takin' names, on a whole 'nother level dog

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'

Ride or die

Ain’t nothin' wrong, I’m ready to get the battle on

Ride or die

Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare

Ride or die

Ain’t nothin' wrong, I’m ready to get the battle on

Ride or die

Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare

A nigga got a flow that’s so sick, my shit is in critical condition

And if there’s a cure for this, I don’t need a fixin'

Gimme the blunt and let me split that shit, man hit that shit

We ain’t smokin', rollin' no penners, we blow big fat spliffs

My nigga, just kick back with me, it’s the thugs

That’s runnin' this motherfucker so bitch answer to us

We the man, we the one

That started this thuggish ruggish, that rough and rugged shit

We ain’t smokin' heat, tokin', fuck with me killer, fuck a bitch

I must admit these niggas, 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 niggas straight outta Cleveland, just released to the streets

Paper chasers player haters get pussies feet underneath, when I creep

So don’t be fuckin' with Krayzie, I come through blazin'

With my Leatherface and sawed off, servin' niggas raw dog

Ride or die

Ain’t nothin' wrong, I’m ready to get the battle on

Ride or die

Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare

Ride or die

Ain’t nothin' wrong, I’m ready to get the battle on

Ride or die

Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare

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 bring the Armageddon, under war, one disciple

Tear it up and start it all over, let me rewrite the Bible

My shit’s maniacal, drink Henny until I spit up bile

Livin' this crazy life, la vida loca

Baggin' that Coca Cola, poppin' that Motorola soldier

This shit is sizzlin', bullets are whistlin', bitch

I am the master of my destiny, never no De Milo

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 niggas gon' hate it, corrupt it again, hm

It’s the religion of Abraham, where there were Muslim bastards

Catholic or Jewish, leave it to Christians, this is thug life niggas

Ride or die

Ain’t nothin' wrong, I’m ready to get the battle on

Ride or die

Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare

Ride or die

Ain’t nothin' wrong, I’m ready to get the battle on

Ride or die

Waitin' for war, waitin' for warfare, yeah