Lyrics of My niggaz

Bizzy bone-intro-
It's another studio rat production. lets' do this baby. please believe it. another studio rat production. 7th sign. you know how it goes. all the time baby. yeah, mm. yeah.

-bizzy bone (hollis jae)-chorus-
Where would i be without my niggas? i love my niggas/ i could do it all alone, but you're mine/ i would never bite my niggas or hide my niggas, just continue writin' my niggas, you're all my life/ my niggas, i love my niggas/ i could do it all alone, but you're mine/ i would never bite my niggas or hide my niggas, just continue writin' my niggas, you're all my life

-bizzy bone-
Now let the breeze blow, sunroof, roll in the whip/ sippin' on somethin saucy, smokin' on somethin' so thick/ reppin' the 7 to the fullest, give me bullets and clips/ niggas is trippin' on me, actin' like the kid is a bitch/ but when i needs my niggas, i hope they don't fall off/ this is as real as it gets, who want to see if he's soft? i've been guerilla stomped, turned into a killer from that/ i seen his family, damn glad that i had my strap/ because i've been about it, and i don't talk about it/ shot so many niggas in the 90's it's a blessing they ain't find me/ i can floss if i wanna nigga, fuck your bitch/ half bitch and animal, back up off me (rowl!) so i can dip/ fuck courteous, do you think i'm stupid? punk bitch, i understand you put it on capo-confuscious/ i don't give a fuck about no ruthless, i never talk about bone/ get'cha thug on, pass the hennessy and i'm gone

-chorus-

-bizzy bone-
Shit, i'm a solo artists so i do solo shit, that's just the way it is/ you like the way that the money's drippin' up off the lips, word hustla worldwide/ all the way to cali, clear to the otherside/ daddy's up and down, right/ bizzy the kid, remember that i used to hide from the fed's with hope and heather/ we was kidnapped so they gave us therapy/ i used to play mouse trap as the psychiatrist, he stares at me/ ya'll new millenium, and yes, i'm old school all religion, that shit you need when we was all locked up in prison/ it's like forgettin' pac, everyone forgot yak, and plus my nigga, t rock, t rock/ i've been in los scandalous in the tree tops/ nigga blowin' blood at the cherry-lime six-four drop/ side to side with the lean and the doors all locked/ that's how we ride when another place is gunned on block, you'd better believe it

-chorus-

-bizzy bone-
You better believe it ain't no fairy tale/ don't nobody pay my motherfuckin' bail, i'm goin' to jail/ with a stomach full of hennessy, exstacy pills, and i'm a do it once/ you only live once, for real/ fuck it, snort the cocaine, give me a drink right out the bottle/ if you give me a germ, it ain't nothin' my girl can't swallow/ is it the first of tha month? is this tha crossroads? you niggas is lost souls, i am the arrow stuck in the crossbow/ suffered too many things, i did it all on my own/ liquor was only loyal, but niggas was always gone/ don't give me no shyste shit, don't need me no feisty bitch/ niggas is feelin' froggish, i'll murder you with the quietness (...murder you with the quietness)

-chorus-