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bone brothers - dick riders lyrics

[intro: bizzy (layzie)]
pour the sh-t
some bullsh-t, this is some bullsh-t
(anybody know where the grey goose at?)
let’s get this money man (c’mon)

[chorus x2: layzie & bizzy]
the d-ck riders, don’t stop, swallow
take it ya to your face, you ain’t nothin but a hollow-point tip
tip’s in your face b-tch, tell that broad to follow, follow
d-ck riders, don’t stop, swallow swallow

[bizzy bone:]
oh my god! the people love and hate
we are the mighty mighty warriors, plus the 7, hey!
semi-automatic with a fully-loaded banana
got my benz full of my friends, puffin on tropicana
promotin all the way in atlanta
got my homeboys off in a chi club, do or die
with a pistol grip pump, i’m a laugh at all times
what ya think i just wanna grind? motherf-cker i’m a get mine
what do ya think that i wanna shine? is you crazy as h-ll?
my sh-t is kind of inspiration, oh you want me to fail?
well best believe that i won’t judge y’all, i love y’all
you know the feds been checkin up on bizzy
and bizzy he gon’ sell drugs y’all
this is the hour where i’m a just show my t-st-cl-s
n-gg- with many skills, givin b-tches the chills
this is the hour where i’m a just show the t-st-cl-s
“forever young”, layzie and bizzy givin b-tches the chills

[layzie bone:]
what’chu say muh’f-cker, what you wan’ do? [x3]
i ain’t think they ain’t sayin nothin n-gg-, b-tch -ss n-gg-!
watch out b-tch!

i’m slammin the do’s on my caddy coupe
crankin it up and smashin the gas
i really don’t know where i’m headed dawg
but i’m leadin it hard, chasin this cash
mobbin, through the grimey streets
bendin them corners, takin them notes
and i know these folks is watchin me
so you know i gots to watch these folks
i’m playin for keeps off in this deadly gaaaame
thuggin enough to get me some change
’til the day i die i’m down for my thang
i’m goin against the grain, after the rest i got the cheese
d-boys in the industry wanna break bread, you feelin me?
from detroit to minnesota, d.c., north dakota
i’m kickin it when you see me dawg, i’m from cleveland dawg, we rollers
the, #1 -ss-ssin is, comin through the b-tch blastin sh-t
take what i want don’t ask for sh-t, n-gg- i’ll put the match on sh-t
you f-ckin with a thoroughbred, pistol-totin hardhead
killa, for the scrilla man, hittin you with that hot lead
floatin with my afro blowin, rollin don’t know where i’m goin
layzie bone just got another mil’ and ain’t n-body knowin

[chorus]

[layzie bone:]
my d-ck is the biggest so maybe that’s the reason
these b-tches just wantin to kiss it
they wishin they’d get it, comin out of they britches
but that ain’t gon’ happen cause that’s for the mrs
schemin on riches and that in my character
sayin i’m lyin but i better take care of ya
me and my soldiers ain’t never been scared of ya
try it my n-gg-, i’m ready and i’m darin ya
already ahead of ya, get it?
a-head of ya, n-gg- let go of ya genitals
bang bang! hit ’em up by the prison walls
y’all n-gg-z know little lay’ got plenty flows
y’all n-gg-z like crabs in a bucket
pull a n-gg- down if you get it, now don’t ya
hate to see a n-gg- on top of the pile
with a blunt and a smile gettin bread, now don’t ya?
now that’s just causin warfare
it ends in bl–dy murder
i’m a bring it to yo’ doorstep
with guns you ain’t never heard of
tec-9’s and mini-macs
seem silly? that’s just my way of life
don’t think a n-gg- just be rappin about it
i be about it cause that’s my life
some n-gg-z want money and fame
but d-mn that dawg, we want respect
o.g., double o.g., triple o.g
that’s me when it comes to a check
i be talkin about a lot of shootin
cause some of y’all n-gg-z be prost-tutin
runnin around with my d-ck in they mouth
like “layzie, how you doin? ”

[chorus x2]

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