Ridaz

*(Yukmouth)*<br><br>Yes!<br>(Uh!)<br>Yes! <br>Welcome!<br>(Thug niggas throw yo turf in the air!)<br>Smoke-A-Lot up in this bitch!<br>(Throw yo hood in the air!)<br>A-G-2 the Ke, DMG, yes!<br>Let`s kick this anthem shit.<br><br>Chorus *(Yukmouth)*<br><br>All of my niggas Ridaz<br>small time grindas, pimps and big timers<br>whether it`s heron or hemp wit China<br>I`m not a bitch on the strip sellin vagina.<br>(Come on, come on)<br><br><br>Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)*<br><br>Nigga I`m always into somethin<br>if I can`t beat yo ass then I`m dumpin<br>give a nigga the pumpkin head deluxe<br>then come back an shoot up they whole fuckin function<br>we funkin<br>rootin-tootin, smokin on blunts wit skunk until a nigga malfunction<br>get in the coupe and punch it<br>niggas be funkin for nothin<br>fuckin the game, another nigga done lost his name for side bustin<br>fire somethin<br>puffin<br>I put it up in the air<br>you niggas live to die hustlin, I`m fuckin wit playas from every where<br>from Las Vegas to Delaware on down to there<br>I`m a thousandaire<br>mackin bitches, draggin ‘em down the strip juss by they hair <br>like "Oh dear!"<br>Where the fuck is money? Don`t go there<br>I leave yo ass stuck, hungry starvin in the middle of no fuckin where<br>I swear<br>cut off your privlage like welfare<br>Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot`ll stay placed in Berlin<br>by the end of 9-8, hell yeah<br>then I`ll be straight<br>fuck off a hundred G`s and still got money up in the safe <br>Ridaz nigga!<br><br>*(Chorus)* 2x<br><br>Verse 2 *(G-Mone of A-G-2-A-Ke)*<br><br>Go inside the twitchin, missin, my mission I vision the hit<br>suckas keep watchin yo mental mix is gettin twisted<br>Who is this? In the kitchen wit fixings for the come up<br>servin rocks on the block til it get hot snitch we ridin on ya<br>bitch we Ridaz<br>remind ya that niggas high<br>if I introduce you to the ditch, you don`t wanna die<br>is the hit <br>smoke, drank already lit<br>caulkin my shit<br>Who you think you fuckin wit?<br>I said recognize the mutha fuckin Mobb hoe<br>I don`t know nothin, juss heard poppin by the door<br>Who flipped you in the river did you see G Mone in the "O"<br>by the ???<br>flippin this A-G-2-A mutha fuckin Ke<br>you best believe we rob yo spot<br>Why not? We Rap-A fuckin Lot<br>owe us some paper<br>there`s no reason for us to not glock<br>posted wit yo mouth open hopin that I don`t squeeze<br>wit a swift chopped up to his knees<br>say where the cheese?<br>We Ridaz!<br><br>*(Chorus)* 2x<br><br>Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)*<br><br>I`m juss a Y.G.<br>who snuck in the gamblin shacks<br>scramblin crack wit niggas who did more years than Geronimo Pratt<br>killas wit hands on they gats, mutha fuckin murder fo` hire<br>Mobb attire, pupils dialated, nigga hog tied in barb wire<br>torture, squeeze a niggas nuts wit plyers<br>put his place on fire<br>then escape juss like McGuyver wit the get-away driver<br>live and direct from the projects that be gated<br>on some made shit<br>Outlaw affiliated!<br>He chose to spray wit gages<br>baraccaded the scene, yellow tape and white chalk<br>niggas who like doe, I get paid off<br>fuck a write-off<br>it`s tax free money<br>deliver `em a China up inside a Taxi honey<br>task be lookin at me funny<br>know I`m a trigga happy, gats be hungry<br>barkin on niggas like DMX<br>beat bitches like PMS<br>and flee ridin a BMX, flippin GA checks at yo set<br>grab the promoter by his mutha fuckin neck<br>don`t be fooled by the Rolex!<br><br>*(Chorus)* 2x<br><br>Verse 4 *(DMG)*<br><br>Who in the mutha fuckin hell<br>nothin but Regime Ridaz<br>southside affiliated wit big timers<br>ballers<br>killers, who live in mansions off the water<br>lunitiks, shippin in bricks after brick<br>200 percent, pure snow white Coca-Cola<br>straight Yola all the way from the Bay to Minnesota<br>what you know bout, this Face Mob rida<br>dumpin off on yo shit 4 and 5 timer<br>Yuk, I think it`s time we fuck these mutha fuckas up<br>show these mutha fuckas up, straight up drama uncut<br>fuck they mamas<br>they fuckin wit killas wit seven figgas<br>psycos, drinkin the bottles of nitro<br>now it was Yukmouth<br>that told me that<br>he got "5 On It"<br>and I believed that<br>and now you<br>better believe it too<br>nigga I will shoot<br>murder up you and you we Ridaz!! (echos)<br><br>*(gun shots fire off)*