| I’m resurrected by the faith of my streets
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| And I delete all my enemies quick with the heat
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| My name is Foe Foe from the eastside where G’s ride
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| And all the chickens call me «Spanky» cause I slap that back SIDE
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| You have a uncle wack rap, now meet your cousin pimp slap
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| And I’m known for pushin' front teeth straight to the back
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| I let it all crack and bubble laid to the point of no return
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| Kidnap your whole family till you finally learn
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| (Converse)
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| Bitch, my truck is black and I keeps my money stacked
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| In matter of fact I’m straight track jackin' and keeping them crackin'
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| Runnin' your platinum Rydas steamroller flatten them
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| Even if you got proof I killed him I still clapped him
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| Let’s get it crackin' attackin' and gun rackin'
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| When the Rydas roll you know that were pistol packin'
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| Out the gun barrel the fire sparks and flashin'
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| Murder money and mayhem I’m still mashin'
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| We get it crackin' so what’s happening
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| Don’t get a Ryda wild he’ll start blastin'
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| We make it crackulate until the night is late
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| If you get a Ryda wild it’s your last mistake |
| (Bullet)
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| Let’s get it crackin' these bitches in here poppin' pussy
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| Let’s get it crackin' Rydas get they fuckin' cookies
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| Let’s get it crackin' pull your heat out aim it up and bust
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| Let’s get it crackin' and if somebody hit they fucked
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| I don’t give a fuck I don’t fuckin' give a fuck less
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| Fully automatic German Uzi in the truck dash
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| I ride by I’ma Ryda and I ride high
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| Muthafuckas diein' don’t no mother fuckers slide by
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| (Lil' Shank)
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| A Ryda dump a Ryda leave you layin' lookin' a bitch
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| Better be bumpin' if you ridin' to this
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| Get it crackin' your about to witness a thug in action actin' wild in the club
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| I got you on me wantin' the club, show me love
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| Or see me all in your shit runnin' your pockets quick
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| Tell that bitch workin' the door he can get his shit split
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| With the banana clip, Full Clip brought the AK
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| And we ain’t feelin' all that no sneaker rule and tuck chains
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| We get it crackin' so what’s happening
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| Don’t get a Ryda wild he’ll start blastin'
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| We make it crackulate until the night is late |
| If you get a Ryda wild it’s your last mistake
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| (Sawed Off)
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| We gettin' all yall Rydas in affect tonight
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| Pistol poppin' head crackin' any hater insight
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| We in this bitch now hoe stay on your Ps and Qs
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| My whole crew pack gats go 'head make your move
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| We get it crackin' no relaxin' when lips get flappin'
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| Something bound to happen, watch out ya’ll
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| You don’t want no part in this
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| I’ll have your ass all hemmed up and your bitch all pissed
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| (Cell Block)
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| Get it crackin' you know the moment we arrive
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| When seven black trucks pull up with Gs up inside
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| Bitches run out beggin' for a glimpse at a pimp
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| And a chance to be the third trick on my hip, come on bitch
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| Now your man’s upset talking all types of madness
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| Pull out the heat and I blast on that bastard
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| Grab hoe into the club and crack the 40
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| The Rydas keep it live for everybody at the party
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| We get it crackin' so what’s happening
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| Don’t get a Ryda wild he’ll start blastin'
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| We make it crackulate until the night is late
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| If you get a Ryda wild it’s your last mistake |