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A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #


Tom Dub

Av Curt


Mike E

Mike C
Stephen (Hooha hooha)

J Dirty

Don Corleone
I blow ya throat piece off (hey)

And you gone spray blood everytime you cough
Cuz I'ma murderer (Like That)
And it's time your learned

If you dance with tha devil
Then yo $$# get burned

Gang bang professional
Me and yo murda was intentional
Your momma gonna need theropy when you die

Cuz I'ma sever your head
And send yo momma yo eyiieaa

Who wanna test a mutha $#&@a
(*##$ I'm the hardest
^!$$% in the hood

Your rap part is my targets
I'm scopin' ya out
Red beam on yo forehead

Bodies don't play
I'm quick to leave ya dead
(*##$ we ain't broke

We all about our cash
And that's an ole mutha $#&@a
Still talkin' trash

I pull tha gat out
And stick it in yo mouth
And why you ^!$$%s cryin'

The Rydas goin' all out


Bye Bye
These Rydas don't die
Bye Byie

C'mon killa come try
Bye Bye
Buckshot go boom

Bye Byie
Rydas in the room

Betta watch yo back
I got my gat @@#!ed
Right between yo $$# and let it fly

And watch your whole program drop
I give a $#&@ I'm like a hit man
Rydin' in trucks

And I be bustin' mutha $#&@as
With these hot $$# slugs
I sold drugs fo to long

Now I'm inta killin' %#@!
Into bustin' hollow into (*##$es
Who pop the helly lip

Ryda Clique
Fo Fo murdered the whole block
Burn that (*##$ down

(*##$ $$# ^!$$%s can eat a glock
I spark one to yo chest
Launch on the floor
Forty poured out in your memory
Whud you die for?

Tryin' ta score
Outta Full Clip's pocket
That's why your heart is pullin'
From the place of riot
Any side-runner tryin' to undercut a Ryda

Get blasted up and wild
Than Tracy Lorde's ##&*%$
Cuz we wiser
Than yo average gang bang hustla
Kickin' up dust

When I bust
Ryde sumthin' ya

Pucker up and kiss your $$# goodbye

All you none Rydin' mutha $#&@as
You can eat a dick and die
What you know about a thug?
What you know about a G?
You ain't a Ryda mutha $#&@a
You ain't %#@! to me

No matter what those otha ^!$$%s try to tell ya tho
$#&@ you and yo skills
And yo jaw gettin' broke
If you ain't Fo Fo
Bullet or Cell Block
Full Clip or L'il Shank
You can eat a @@#!

Look at me
Gangsta, Khakis and last
Shotgun barrel to your mouth hole
Blow yo Adam's apple
Into apple sauce

Call yo momma
And tell her bout her horrible loss
But I guess...no...$#&@
$#&@ yo lud
Cuz I ran out
And I bail out in a black truck
I don't even wanna see yo face no more

I'ma rip it off and then punch your skull

Dumb mutha $#&@a
Bring an eight ball for Sherm
When you gonna learn
That a Ryda let his pistol burn
Contact a lawyer firm

And get your wig broke
Straps are flying
To yo head, legs, chest, and throat
Let it be known
To the rest of your (*##$ crew
Ain't no limitations
%#@!...who we run through

You mutha $#&@a you
Kiss yo momma with two from my ride (BUCK BUCK BUCK)
Boom baby bye bye


I see you (*##$es still don't know
I let the gat do that talkin'
When I'm balkin' at these punk $$# hos
Catch ya slippin' in my gunzone (Yayeaa)
All alone
Wit my beam on the tip of yo nose
And there it goes blaugh
Shootin' (*##$es
For some back in the day
Try ta rat a ^!$$% out
Now they buried away
^!$$%s gettin' carried away (bye bye)
On the strips
With the white sheet
(*##$ $$# ^!$$%
Now ya bug me
797 797
We are high in the sky
We've located 5 suspects
They are heading east bound on 7 mile
They just crossed woodward
Please respond

797, this is coral police responding
We have units in pursuit at this time
Once the suspects are apprehended
We are going to suck their units

Coral, this is 797
Be advised
If the suspects ejactulate
Save some for me

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