Yukmouth - Ridaz lyrics

*(yukmouth)* Yes! (uh!) Yes! Welcome! (thug n***as throw yo turf in the air!) Smoke-a-lot up in this b**h! (throw yo hood in the air!) A-g-2 the ke, dmg, yes! Let's kick this anthem sh**. Chorus *(yukmouth)* All of my n***as ridaz Small time grindas, pimps and big timers Whether it's heron or hemp wit china I'm not a b**h on the strip sellin vagina. (come on, come on) Verse 1 *(yukmouth)* n***a i'm always into somethin If i can't beat yo a** then i'm dumpin Give a n***a the pumpkin head deluxe Then come back an shoot up they whole f**in function We funkin Rootin-tootin, smokin on blunts wit skunk until a n***a malfunction Get in the coupe and punch it n***as be funkin for nothin f**in the game, another n***a done lost his name for side bustin Fire somethin Puffin I put it up in the air You n***as live to die hustlin, i'm f**in wit playas from every where From las vegas to delaware on down to there I'm a thousandaire Mackin b**hes, draggin Like "oh dear!" Where the f** is money? don't go there I leave yo a** stuck, hungry starvin in the middle of no f**in where I swear Cut off your privlage 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 f** off a hundred g's and still got money up in the safe Ridaz n***a! *(chorus)* 2x Verse 2 *(g-mone of a-g-2-a-ke)* Go inside the twitchin, missin, my mission i vision the hit s**as 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 til it get hot snitch we ridin on ya b**h we ridaz Remind ya that n***as high If i introduce you to the ditch, you don't wanna die Is the hit Smoke, drank already lit Caulkin my sh** Who you think you f**in wit? I said recognize the mutha f**in 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 f**in ke You best believe we rob yo spot Why not? we rap-a f**in 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 n***as who did more years than geronimo pratt k**as wit hands on they gats, mutha f**in murder fo' hire Mobb attire, pupils dialated, n***a hog tied in barb wire Torture, squeeze a n***as 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 sh** Outlaw affiliated! He chose to spray wit gages Baraccaded the scene, yellow tape and white chalk n***as who like doe, i get paid off f** 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 n***as like dmx Beat b**hes like pms And flee ridin a bmx, flippin ga checks at yo set Grab the promoter by his mutha f**in neck Don't be fooled by the rolex! *(chorus)* 2x Verse 4 *(dmg)* Who in the mutha f**in hell Nothin but regime ridaz Southside affiliated wit big timers Ballers k**ers, who live in mansions off the water Lunitiks, shippin in bricks after brick 200 percent, pure snow white c**a-cola Straight yola all the way from the bay to minnesota What you know bout, this face mob rida Dumpin off on yo sh** 4 and 5 timer Yuk, i think it's time we f** these mutha f**as up Show these mutha f**as up, straight up drama uncut f** they mamas They f**in wit k**as wit seven figgas Psycos, 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 n***a i will shoot Murder up you and you we ridaz!! (echos) *(gun shots fire off)*