[INTRO]
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We was born in the streets of L.A.
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Where the streets ain't safe at night
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Between the beeper and the color of a rag
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We have chosen the mic, right?
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So the philosophy we learned on the streets
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We now bring to this muthafuckin stage
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And at this time we likes to unload
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These lyrics like a 12-guage
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[VERSE 1: Ganxsta R?dd]
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Bail on stage with a gangster lean
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Busters duck once I'm on the scene
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Opponents went out the do'
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The innocents hit the flo'
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As if we started a war
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Boo-Yaa! It means a cry from a shotgun
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You want some of this, come on and get some
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Feel that Boo-Yaa bass, it get louder
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Only O.M.B. could provide that power
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Power, from the brothers in black (ha!)
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No radio can stop this track (ha!)
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The Ridd, yeah, gettin rid of MC's
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I get them before they even try to get me
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If the enemy tries to mob
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Get mopped by the Boo-Yaa hit squad
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Inmates from the mad house, comin from the lock-in
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Chilled with the rats ??????
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You try to run, but you don't get far
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Cause I spray your ass with the letter R
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Gangsta Ridd - is what?
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Rated R
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The Ridd
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Restricted, restricted
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Come on
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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Restricted
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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Restricted
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[VERSE 2: Ganxsta R?dd]
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Comin from the mind of a criminal-ex
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Out on a furlough just to snap necks
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Once again -
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Once, once, once again
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Once again the rap criminal, known to be a loc
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Since it's rated R (this is for the old folks)
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Restricted for the ears of a minor
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Lyrics like the sun, so strong it might blind ya
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This jam was created for the ears of a realist
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Get off my shit list (?????)
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Murder He Wrote, that was my last jam
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Like Michael Jordan with the new dunk (check out the new slam)
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Here it is and you're beggin for more
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A new slam, from the criminal lord
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This jam is resctricted for the MCs that fear me
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Everytime it play, they run when they hear me
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Keep runnin, but you don't get far
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Cause this concept is Rated R, the R
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Gangsta Ridd - is what?
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Rated R
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The Ridd
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Restricted, restricted
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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Restricted
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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Restricted
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[VERSE 3: Ganxsta R?dd]
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Wait up, get up, step up, I feel the fate now
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Cause that Boo-Yaa bass is gettin too loud
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But the louder it gets we get much respect
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T.R.I.B.E.'s on your back, a bunch of insects
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That's my job, puttin em on what
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You don't wanna move, ??????
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Smoke from my microphone still linger
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MC's drop a dime to the one-time ?????
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Sayin I did it, yeah, the Ridd did it
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Now that I know you a snitch, I ain't with it
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Buster Brown, you just a clown from a new town
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Huffin like you're bad - you ain't down
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Hold it, stop, wait a minute and don't move
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I have a nation rockin to this groove
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My mouth to the mic is like a clip to the Uzi
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You see a Uzi spray, you gonna wanna use me
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Keep runnin, but you don't get far
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Cause I spray your ass with the letter R
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Gangsta Ridd - is what?
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Rated R
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The Ridd
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Restricted, restricted
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(Huh!)
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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Restricted
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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Restricted
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[VERSE 4: Ganxsta R?dd]
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Restricted for the ears of the mental insane
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Lyrics like a drug, you're blowin your brain
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Like the homie named Deathrow, Deathrow my bro
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Had to go, he was next in row
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He went solo, sold his soul to the devil
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This I know, he had a tatoo on his elbow
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Turn up the radio, this is what he showed
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It read: 'life's goin too slow'
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Hesitate, you're too late (yeah) the doubt in your route
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Is that's what life really about?
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This I know, Deathrow was a criminal
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It was his time to go, life was too slow
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Restricted for the ears of a minor
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Make sure there's a adult behind ya
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Cause if you're young and you try to get far
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I smoke your ass with the letter R
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Gangsta Ridd - is what?
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Rated R
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The Ridd
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Restricted, restricted
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(Aaahh... ha-ha!)
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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We some hard muthafuckas
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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The R, muthafucka
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(Yeah, yeah!)
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Restricted
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The R, muthafucka
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