All ya'll young mutha fuckers comin in the game
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Think ya'll gonna change this shit
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We the muthafuckin' Rydas bitch
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That's mutha fuckin' Cell Block
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That's Bullet
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That's Lil' Shank
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That's Foe Foe
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And that's Full Clip
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Thats five muthafuckin' Rydas for life bitch
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Foe Foe bring the heat
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When I speak I make the walls all crumble
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Sittin' in the 6-55 with the bumble
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Niggas haul off for a block of the cheese
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Pop a weak nigga right in his knees
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So will I die (bitch please)
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Gettin G's by any means nessesary
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That's why my cousin doin' time and my dogs got barried
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Ya'll bitches is afraid of da game
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Sittin' posted on the corner and sayin'
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Makin' money, fuck the fame
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Insane in the brain and quick to pull a gat
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So quick to lay your punk-ass flat
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I'm the poster boy for car jacks
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And my name is Foe Foe
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Anybody got a problem with me
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Bring it to my door
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And I'ma let my gun unload
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And watch tha back of your muthafuckin' head explode
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I'm from tha streets where you hustle for your rep
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Anbody wanna step they gon catch it you can bet
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It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us
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It ain't nobody in this game even close to us
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It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us
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It ain't nobody in this game nigga, game nigga
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It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us
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It ain't nobody in this game even close to us
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It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us
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It ain't nobody in this game nigga, game nigga
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Bitch I'm Full Clip
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But you can call me Dream Cast
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Ahead of the game so far #1 looks last
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See tha gat blast, hear lead whistle by ya ear
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Deaf by the sound, vision blinded by the glare of a roller
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Dusted the fuck down in ice chips
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Hatchet representin' in the window of the black
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Fuck a grip and them bustas get no love
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Rydas run this muthafucka throw ya hatchets up
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Ain't nobody in this game worth speakin' about
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Cause the Psychopathic Rydas always freakin' them out
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We be like hustlin po po's and we slang them bobos
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Leavin' muthafuckers missin' like the electrifyin Mojo
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Killas don't talk but we be quick to lay them out
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And then appear at your funeral like what you cryin' about
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We dressin' up all in black, we pack a hoodie attack
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And leave you layin' on the floor like a gorrilla came in an broke your back
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It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us
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It ain't nobody in this game even close to us
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It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us
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It ain't nobody in this game nigga, game nigga
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It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us
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It ain't nobody in this game even close to us
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It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us
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It ain't nobody in this game nigga, game nigga
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You couldn't see a fuckin' thug with a microscope
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And there ain't a crew in the industry half as dope
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As Rydas be Foe Foe on the side of me
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Mashin' out of control and reachin' the vicinity
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Witness real G's with real rhythm and real rhyme
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And we takin over hoods one block at a time (Ryde wit me)
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Well hold on before you fold up
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And get loked that's when the niggas grab the sawed off
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Time to set some shit off take a pull of the blunt
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Hold the smoke till a muthafucka cough
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Chinky eyed sittin' in a hoopty ride
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Thinkin' to my Somebody Gone Die!!
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Now which one of ya'll wanna catch the slugs
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I represent the unity of five heartless thugs
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And we take what we want be it money or drugs
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Can't nobody in da game even fuck with us
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It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us
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It ain't nobody in this game even close to us
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It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us
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It ain't nobody in this game nigga, game nigga
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It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us
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It ain't nobody in this game even close to us
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It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us
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It ain't nobody in this game nigga, game nigga
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Nobody In This Game
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Psychopathic Rydas |