Lyrics:
say what you want, that's what it is
All I know is that the thoia thoing man its the sh*t
Afro's, cornrow's, hair weave's you gotta love it
White,
Lettin' my hair down
Lettin' it grow natural
Tell 'em I said nothin'
Tell 'em I sent
Jeremiah, we been prophets, yeah, yeah
Need my pockets,
Rap attacks leave cats asthmatic
D20 lines deal fantastic damage
Fast raps man I has to have it
You gnats get blasted by craptastic rap shit
will kill
Loud niggas talk shit
That be the ones who get killed
It's wild where we walk, kid
Is you brave nigga
Is you a slave nigga
Is you a made
it pushing ain't a damn thang changed
But the year for the OG Rydas is right here!
I'm a Ryda, y'all crew ain't nothin'
But soft-ass shit talk
All
enough would ever say racism ended
I get winded by the weight of it all
'Cause everybody talkin' shit but don't know nothin' at all
Yeah, I thought I
we've been walking forever
Well, Thalias tracking system says we'll be there in just over an hour
Shit, at least we got good walking music or is that
go the same twenty-four hours, what you mad at?
Tell me, what the fuck is you mad at?
I came up from nothin' and got it, fuck is you mad at?
I never
mack, I push your shit back
Ferrari F-50 jet black, I'm 'bout to get that
Ladies love L.L. But they let me hit that
Is it the way I look? Or is it
Starin' at these four walls, angry that they're starin' back
Took a while, now it's finally understood
Would we change it if we could?
I swear if this is
and have a kick
And the twist 'cause niggaz be havin shit
Like bitches on Set It Off, dank
Niggaz be sniffin' dark bank
Mission accomplished boss
muthafuckin' house, in the cut, goin' for the green
Protected by the tec, nuts,
guts, and heart in the city where it's all death
In the hood where niggas can't
I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yourself, you a hell of a lady
Shit I'm doin' now got nothin' to do with how you raised me
Shit killin? me
I was like
And then I started doin' some real joints on there
I'm just like, yo
This shit, this is it right here
Then now the shit is finished
feel the breeze
Put you on my team, don't need referee
We running this shit when its 4th and 15th (damn, damn)
Who the fuck fresher than she, who
it has
To be about fucking
Sex, masturbation, incest
Or anything gross like that, you know?
Mark: Is there anything else in the world?
Tom: There's
Multiply simple logic
It's rules you can follow
If Dre ain't motivation, I don't know who is
Gift and a curse, maybe them shoes is too big
Or maybe I'm too
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditionin'
And you can't see the bitch's hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blarin' the system in
Head down, ass up; I’m in tha club lookin 4 a big butt
Head down, ass up; Oh shit, there it is shawty back it up
Shake that ass, shake that ass (aye,
yourself by yourself
In a nice place ducked off with fucked up health
I done been strucked and snuck, but never fucked and stuck
My life is four
We got it all from Heron to Fishscale
New York to Ismail get locked, I'm gettin' bail
My style is flashy like a fiver strobes
Going around the globe,
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin' (yeah, not the mid is low now, turn the mics up some more)
Our music keeps you movin' what are
Under Siege
When I'm in L.A. the six-four is ill
When I'm in the A-T-L it's the Coupe DeVille
When I'm down in Miami, I'm hoppin through
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