Dear Layzie
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Dear Layzie
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Baby, you go to realize that these young mothafuckas that you caught yourself rollin with, these lil niggas don't know nothin about no loyalty. These niggas ain't on no damn amish shit, baby, these niggas come from the streets, they come from broken homes. They ain't used to nobody sticken with em never. So they gon always gon be alone baby. You come from the same place don't ya? It was good wasn't it?
See my life is backwards, Lil Layzie was my nigga to the fullest/ 2 semi-automatic bullets, with the afro rockin/ Crack spot I'm clockin hella money with my sistaz/ I met him and it was on and poppin/ We did ya talent shows, and messed with highschool hoes/ In the city of Clevelands, rememberin Bizzy Bone/ I was down to kill niggas, the first to swing last of the real niggas/ I'm down for anything anything/ So now I'm all alone, and you let Krayzie diss me/ Just tell me, how could he be so damn pissed at me? I never fucked his girl, I never took his money/ How could you just ride wit him?/ You ain't smellin somethin funny?
Sellin dope, tryin ta make a lil dividend/ When I was shootin (Shootin...) niggas, you was my only friend
See my life is backwards, Lil Layzie was my nigga to the fullest/ 2 semi-automatic bullets, with the afro rockin/ Crack spot I'm clockin, hella money with my sistaz/ I met him and it was on and poppin/ We did ya talent shows, and messed with highschool hoes/ In the city of Clevelands, rememberin Bizzy Bone/ I was down to kill niggas, the first to swing last of the real niggas/ Down for anything anything/ And now I'm all alone, and you let Krayzie diss me/ Just tell me, how could he be so damn pissed at me? I never fucked his girl, I never took his money/ How could you just ride wit him?/ You ain't smellin somethin funny?
See my life is backwards, Lil Layzie was my nigga to the fullest/ 2 semi-automatic bullets, with my afro rockin/ Crack spot I'm clockin hella money with my sistaz/ I met you and it was on and poppin/ We did the talent shows, and messed with highschool hoes/ In the city of Clevelands, rememberin Bizzy Bone (Bone)/ I was down to kill niggas, the first to swing last of the real niggas/ I'm down for anything anything/ See now I'm all alone, and you let Krayzie diss me/ Just tell me, how could he be so damn pissed at me? I never fucked his girl, I never took his money/ How could you just ride wit him?/ You ain't smellin somethin funny?
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