Riddle

Lyrics

[Intro] (Grow up, nigga) Yeah, we with it, nigga Yeah, we did it, nigga We the ones who shot at you and slid by We with it, nigga Bitch Yeah [Chorus] Let's get it, nigga, yeah, I brought a pole, but we can fist fight We did it, nigga, we the ones who shot at you and slid by We with it, nigga, we don't do the joking, tell the opps that they can get it, nigga Creep up on him blacked out, he won't know what hit him Bitch, I told you, we don't back down, knew we had to get him Grah, grah, the MAC's out, they sing his ass a riddle Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow Grah, grah, the MAC's out, they sing his ass a riddle [Verse] I don't got no time for your ass, you ain't my type Big thighs, big tits, big ass, that's what I like Big sticks, big clips, big gas, story of my life I remember them days out on that block, I had to get right Setting up shop, hand full of crack rock, I ball my fist tight This ten inch, this very long stick, that's what your bitch like A bitch nigga, a man who act like ho, that's what I dislike A wig splitter, the ammo in this pole that take a bitch life [Chorus] Let's get it, nigga, yeah, I brought a pole, but we can fist fight We did it, nigga, we the ones who shot at you and slid by We with it, nigga, we don't do the joking, tell the opps that they can get it, nigga Creep up on him blacked out, he won't know what hit him Bitch, I told you, we don't back down, knew we had to get him (Yeah) Grah, grah, the MAC's out, they sing his ass a riddle Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow (Yeah) Grah, grah, the MAC's out, they sing his ass a riddle Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow (Yeah) Grah, grah, the MAC's out, they sing his ass a riddle Riddle put that boy to sleep, someone pass his ass a pillow (Yeah) Grah, grah, the MAC's out, they sing his ass a riddle