Criminalz Ridaz
[Chorus: repeat 2X] I won't deny it I'm a straight ridah, ridah, ridah Label me a trouble maker 'cause I'm a ridah Death to you playa haters, don't let me find ya [Verse One: Spice 1] I'm fully loaded in more than one way, Monday through Sunday Mutha f..ckas hit the dirt while I hit gunja I'm a mutha f..ckin rebel and you know I don't pause I leave niggas wit they balls shot off and bloody draws Playin' in the ally screamin' murder f..ckin with mine Somebody please call 911 like Wyclef Jon Uzi's too like Mary J, I'm born to sin Take my AK and spray a happy face in your biz F..ck you nigga you ain't never seen a ridah like me So quit talkin like you can't be touched 'cause I be The first muth f..cka to put hands on you, boy My mutha f..ckin mission is to seek and destroy Any bitch made nigga get clapped out the game I got the mutha f..ckin hard balls and brains To blow noodles out the back of yo head and get away Is you seein what I'm sayin? Smellin me, feelin me? I got a slug wit ya name on it causin myself So if you see me comin gunnin betta run like a stealth I get a new asshole put in your back You mutha f..ckas can't see me when I'm fadin black [Verse Two: Jayo Felony] Nigga not you know I'll have your mutha f..ckin crew sprayed I come through dumpin on you, rainin' on your whole parade It's Ready Mack, G's like me be slangin up on these toes I cock the hammer back on Nina than I let her go The murder show, live from the Bay it's on fool I video tape that shit and make em play it on pay-per-view To let em know how real it is in Killa Kali Life These niggas out here scandalous chasin Killa Kali stripes One love to the niggas out here dodgin bullets Ain't no tellin when the day gon' come, they catch you slip they cock it, pull it It's all a part of the game, runnin the streets you takin' risks The police jack us in the cuffs so tight they breakin' wrists Got us throwin straps, knowin that we need 'em on us We never know when another crew gon' come through dumpin on us Know they want us cause we puttin' too much work in Cool when we sober, psychotic when we perkin' [Verse Three: Celly Cel] Y'all bullshittin, I'll be runnin down for you Watch my homies ignore you, we f..ck wit nuttin' but warriors And it's meant to be so we gonna make sure it goes down like expected All these coward ass suckas sayin this bullshit on records Y'all ain't got the balls to conquer any situation Leave em confused and facin' while I carry a whole nation These bitches know what's up, but y'all don't know who you're facin' Radio gon' bang this shit or we kill the whole station Y'all some corporate ass faggots with nuttin but dick in your house So when the lights go out ain't nothin but dick in your mouth Scared niggas don't f..ck around and get dissed in a verse Heard nobody work for you unless they piss on you first It gets worst, you switch hit it got a wife and kids at home How you gonna explain this shit when your kids get grown Niggas keep crackin with this shit cause this is from the heart shit And we f..ck with ridahs that end shit when y'all just started, we cold hearted [Chorus] - repeated 5X