Dick Riders Lyrics

-Intro-Bizzy-(Layzie)-
Bullshit. This is somebullshit. (Anybody know where the Grey Goose at?) Let's get this money, man. C'mon...

-Chorus-
The dick riders, don't stop, swallow/ Tell ya to your face, you ain't nuthin' but a... Hollow point tip (Tip!) to your face, bitch, tell the brother follow, follow/ Dick riders, don't stop, swallow swallow

-Bizzy Bone-
Oh my God! The people love and hate me, we are the mighty might 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 want to grind, motherfucker, I'm a get mine/ What do ya' think? That I want to shine? Is you crazy as hell? My shit is kind of inspiration, you want me to fail/ Well, best believe that I won't judge ya'll, I love ya'll/ You know the Feds been checkin' up on Bizzy, and Bizzy, he gon' sell drugs ya'll/ 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
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-Layzie Bone-
What'chu say? Motherfucker, what you wan' do? What'chu say? Motherfucker, what you wan' do? What'chu say? Motherfucker, what you wan' do? (I ain't think they ain't sayin' nothin' nigga) Bitch ass nigga (Watch out, bitch) I'm slammin' the doors on my Caddy Coupe, crankin' it up and smashin' the gas/ I really don't know where I'm headed, dog/ 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 game/ Thuggin' enough to get me some change/ Til the day I day I'm down for my thang/ I'm goin' against the grain, after the rest and I got the cheese/ D Boys in the industry want to break bread, you feelin' me? From Detroit to Minnesota, DC, North Dakota/ I'm kickin' it when you see me, dog, I'm from Cleveland/ Dog, 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' hard head/ 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'

-Chorus-

-Layzie Bone-
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/ 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? Ahead of ya/ Nigga, let go of ya genitals/ Bang! Bang! Hit 'em up by the prison walls/ Ya'll niggas know Little Layzie got plenty flows/ Ya'll niggas like crabs in a bucket/ Put 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 your doorstep with guns you ain't never heard of/ Tech 9's and Mini-Macs, seem silly? That's just my way of life/ Don't think a nigga just be rappin' about you I be about it 'cause that's my life/ Some niggas want money and fame, but, damn that dog, 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 ya'll niggas be prostitutin'/ Runnin' around with my dick in they mouth like "Layzie, how you doing?"

-Chorus-