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Ridin In The Streets

Artist:Bizzy Bone  Album:Thugs Revenge 

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[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,


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