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I got seventeen ready, loaded off in the clip
‘Bout to introduce these m#th*rf#ck*rs to the hollowtip
Rydas! [Rydas!
Mashin’ out! [That’s how we do!
Get shot, b#tch!
Who the f#ck is you to say I’m guilty?
Yo, you listenin’ to Ryda Radio, b#tch!
Tune this in! f#ck y’all!
Run yo sh#t, b#tch. That’s right, b#tch. You done f#cked up real bad
And I’ma tell you why, ’cause if you look behind me you ain’t gonna see nothin’ but a roll of black trucks. Oak on steerin’, leather on dash, velvet on seat with the smokey windows and the big face screens in the back of every chair. We got all black trucks, baby. Look like charcoal dipped in diamond chipped candy wit the big flakes. Sittin’ on twenty-seven-inch rims, which is enough to give anybody who ain’t a playa a bloody nose. Show you how we stay on our toes
D Town, all sides, y’all ready to get crackin’? That’s right
When we ride, you can’t hide don’t let me see ya
FULL CLIP, PLUG ‘DAT PUSS!!
Hit it from the back and blow out that bush