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Slick Rick

Richard Walters (born 14 January 1965), better known by his stage name Slick Rick, is a Grammy-nominated British- American rapper. He has also been known as MC Ricky D and Rick the Ruler. He began his career in late 1983, in the hip hop genre, where he recorded a series of acclaimed recordings such as "La Di Da Di" and "Children's Story". He is known for the use of narrative in his raps and has been called "hip hop's greatest storyteller."” more »

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Ayo (ah)
Ayo

Ayo, woke up, brushed my teeth, looked in the mirror, seen my handsome face
I barely couldn't sleep, I'm 'bout to make a hundred grand today (ah)
Helmut Lang sweats with the splashes
Kiss Ace on the forehead and grab the ratchet
Ferrari in the garage, scoop her the lodge
Bet my blood got the racetrack, his roof had stars
Dior duffle with two fifty, brought ten, he fronted ten
I sell my shits for thirty-five, I got a template 'bout to hit
Hit my nigga out in Cleveland, he can meet me out in Ares
Said he was gon' bring his cousin, nigga actin' kinda scary
I said, "bool" (bool), "meet me at five, same place every time"
Somethin' 'bout this time, though, it had a bad vibe
Got there 4:58, hit him up, he said he pullin' in
I hopped out, went to the trunk, and then removed the ten
He got out, talkin' all loud, laughin'
Where his bag? I'm thinkin', then I seen his cousin grabbed it
Somethin' don't feel right
Let me get this three-fifty, and I'm out, I ain't even 'bout to count
Went to grab the gym bag, then I seen the forty flash
Nigga said, "Give it up", my heart start beatin' fast
Gave it up, then them niggas sped off in the wagon (skrrt)
Then I made a call, I need them dead, but they was taxin' (ah)
I didn't give a f*ck, them niggas pussy (them niggas pussy)
Word is his cousin on the force, but he a rookie
Live in Cleveland Heights, got a wife and three kids, we need the addy (we need the addy)
Make sure we get the ten bricks back, get at me
Two hours later, the f*ck nigga got to his house
Put the gym bag down, then he fell on the couch
Thought he hit a good one, then he heard a noise upstairs
Called his wife name, no response, he hopped up out the chair
Went up the staircase, heard his newborn cryin'
Walked in the nursery, then bullets start flyin' (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Wife was tied up, seven hit the nigga, tore his ass up
My nigga jetted down the stairs, grabbed the bag, they was outta there (skrrt)
Three hours later, got my ten bricks back (got my ten bricks back)
Kiss Stacy on the forehead, good night (good night)

The rookie cop fam not havin' it, intelligence was hella bent
Once upon a time when the swag was in development
What is kinfolk if two shots ring to see a bag drop?
I speed in SUVs, back wind so
Inchin' up, viewin' what I'm doin', gun crewin'
It was about hundred thou', I returned it since I knew him
Said, "fast life, my nigga," please don't ask 'bout it, Richard
Later on, breaking news, chalk outline a bitch hurt
A noise outside, see cops all tense
With apprehend, gun flyin' over backyard fence
With a shot to his leg, he damn near bust in my crib
Didn't sight excited, tied it, "hide me, hide me"
Boom, boom, boom, "no, I didn't see any flee from the"
Check thorough, best lay here 'til tomorrow
Then tweeze out the bullet, so I bandage it, said "Thank you, Rick"
And once we were far in the trunk of my car
Said, "Got it from here", one of his peers, yeah, so I let him out
And now gettin' tortured, askin' questions 'bout his whereabouts

Asa, can you say "daddy?"
Daddy

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