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Ridaz Lyrics - Singles - Yukmouth

(Yukmouth) 

Yes! 

(Uh!) 

Yes! 

Welcome! 

(Thug niggas throw yo turf in the air!) 

Smoke-A-Lot up in this bitch! 

(Throw yo hood in the air!) 

A-G-2 the Ke, DMG, yes! 

Let's kick this anthem shit. 

 

Chorus *(Yukmouth)* 

All of my niggas Ridaz 

Small time grindas, pimps and big timers 

Whether it's heron or hemp wit China 

I'm not a bitch on the strip sellin' vagina. 

(Come on, come on) 

 

Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* 

Nigga I'm always into somethin' 

If I can't beat yo ass then I'm dumpin' 

Give a nigga the pumpkin head deluxe 

Then come back an shoot up they whole fuckin' function 

We funkin' rootin'-tootin', smokin' on blunts wit skunk until a nigga malfunction 

Get in the coupe and punch it 

Niggas be funkin' for nothin' 

Fuckin' the game, another nigga done lost his name for side bustin' 

Fire somethin' puffin 

I put it up in the air 

You niggas live to die hustlin', I'm fuckin' wit playas from every where 

From Las Vegas to Delaware on down to there 

I'm a thousandaire 

Mackin' bitches, draggin' em down the strip juss' by they hair 

Like "Oh dear!" 

Where the fuck is money? Don't go there 

I leave yo ass stuck, hungry starvin' in the middle of no fuckin' where 

I swear 

Cut off your privilege like welfare 

Section 8, Smoke-A-Lot'll stay placed in Berlin 

By the end of 9-8, hell yeah 

Then I'll be straight 

Fuck off a hundred G's and still got money up in the safe 

Ridaz nigga! 

 

*(Chorus)* 2x 

Verse 2 *(G-Mone of A-G-2-A-Ke)* 

Go inside the twitchin', missin', my mission I vision the hit 

Suckas keep watchin' yo mental mix is gettin' twisted 

Who is this? In the kitchen wit fixings for the come up 

Servin' rocks on the block till it get hot snitch we ridin' on ya 

Bitch we Ridaz 

Remind ya that niggas high 

If I introduce you to the ditch, you don't want to die 

Is the hit 

Smoke, drank already lit 

Caulkin' my shit 

Who you think you fuckin' wit? 

I said recognize the mutha fuckin' Mobb hoe 

I don't know nothin', juss' heard poppin' by the door 

Who flipped you in the river did you see G Mone in the "O" 

By the ??? 

Flippin' this A-G-2-A mutha fuckin Ki' 

You best believe we rob yo spot 

Why not? We Rap-A fuckin' Lot 

Owe us some paper 

There's no reason for us to not glock 

Posted wit yo mouth open hopin' that I don't squeeze 

Wit a swift chopped up to his knees 

Say where the cheese? 

We Ridaz! 

 

*(Chorus)* 2x 

Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* 

I'm juss' a Y.G. 

Who snuck in the gamblin' shacks 

Scramblin' crack wit niggas who did more years than Geronimo Pratt 

Killas wit hands on they gats, mutha fuckin' murder fo' hire 

Mobb attire, pupils dialated, nigga hog tied in barb wire 

Torture, squeeze a niggas nuts wit plyers 

Put his place on fire 

Then escape juss' like McGuyver wit the get-away driver 

Live and direct from the projects that be gated 

On some made shit 

Outlaw affiliated! 

He chose to spray wit gages 

Barricaded the scene, yellow tape and white chalk 

Niggas who like doe, I get paid off 

Fuck a write-off 

It's tax free money 

Deliver 'em a China up inside a Taxi honey 

Task be lookin' at me funny 

Know I'm a trigga happy, gats be hungry 

Barkin' on niggas like DMX 

Beat bitches like PMS 

And flee ridin' a BMX, flippin' GA checks at yo set 

Grab the promoter by his mutha fuckin' neck 

Don't be fooled by the Rolex! 

 

*(Chorus)* 2x 

Verse 4 *(DMG)* 

Who in the mutha fuckin' hell 

Nothin' but Regime Ridaz 

South side affiliated wit big timers 

Ballers 

Killers, who live in mansions off the water 

Lunitiks, shippin' in bricks after brick 

200 percent, pure snow white Coca-Cola 

Straight Yola all the way from the Bay to Minnesota 

What you know bout, this Face Mob rida 

Dumpin off on yo shit 4 and 5 timer 

Yuk, I think it's time we fuck these mutha fuckas up 

Show these mutha fuckas up, straight up drama uncut 

Fuck they mamas 

They fuckin' wit killas wit seven figgas 

Psychos, drinkin' the bottles of nitro 

Now it was Yukmouth 

That told me that 

He got "5 On It" 

And I believed that 

And now you 

Better believe it too 

Nigga I will shoot 

Murder up you and you we Ridaz! 

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