BONE BROTHERS - Dick Riders lyrics

rate me

Pour the shit

Some bullshit, this is some bullshit

(Anybody know where the Grey Goose at?)

Let's get this money man (c'mon)

The dick 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 bitch, tell that broad to follow, follow

Dick riders, don't stop, swallow swallow

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? Motherfucker I'm a get mine

What do ya think that I wanna shine? Is you crazy as hell?

My shit 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 testicles

Nigga with many skills, givin bitches the chills

This is the hour where I'm a just show the testicles

"Forever Young", Layzie and Bizzy givin bitches the chills

What'chu say muh'fucker, what you wan' do?

I ain't think they ain't sayin nothin nigga, bitch ass nigga!

Watch out bitch!

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 Assassin is, comin through the bitch blastin shit

Take what I want don't ask for shit, nigga I'll put the match on shit

You fuckin 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 nobody knowin

My dick is the biggest so maybe that's the reason

These bitches 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 nigga, I'm ready and I'm darin ya

Already ahead of ya, get it?

A-head of ya, nigga let go of ya genitals

Bang bang! Hit 'em up by the prison walls

Y'all niggaz know Little Lay' got plenty flows

Y'all niggaz like crabs in a bucket

Pull a nigga down if you get it, now don't ya

Hate to see a nigga 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 bloody 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 nigga just be rappin about it

I be about it cause that's my life

Some niggaz want money and fame

But damn 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 niggaz be prostitutin

Runnin around with my dick in they mouth

Like "Layzie, how you doin? "