Rydah

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Mr. Groove - Rap

Rydah

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Hook: A true OG in these street's I'm a rydah Respect is due keep your distance from me God Bless my soul you can see I'm a rydah You hear that (pow) and your soul rests with me Verse one: I paint a perfect picture, on the block I'm a fixture With the burner cocked ready to split ya Heed my words like the scripture (uh hunh) It's going down every time I come around just to stir up the mixture I part values like a bar in division and fire off like a piston When the pound is in vision, pumpin' raw venom It's just the boss in em To pop clips and stack chips explode on contact like terrorists (pow) I'm classic, acid flows through my veins While you entertain the thought, I'm the cause for the flame To leave your cardiac arrested, your soul molested Expose your thoughts when the chrome is ejected I'm from the Wild West and I rep it, what you expect Trespass and catch a blast from that Criminal set I'm in a zone unconscious make you loose your conscious When the chrome get nauseous and spit vomit I'm on it (oh) Hook: A true OG in these street's I'm a rydah Respect is due keep your distance from me God Bless my soul you can see I'm a rydah You hear that (pow) and your soul rests with me Verse two: What's crackin' partna I told ya'll niggas what's happening Now I'm back with the force of a Magnum On the mainline flashin' (pow) This is the year of the dragon so don't go and stoke the flames of passion I'm the shit in any dialect spoke A decorated veteran groovin' on hundred spoke I play the post with a vengeance and precision till my sentence is death By any means I collar green's and respect; want nothing less So god bless your soul cuhz the thunder rolls daily And the Doppler Radar predicts the storm to be crazy My 64 pancaked ass scrappin' the plate With 4x wire's, powder coat matchin' the paint I bring the funk to the block and pump the base in broad day And when the night fall I put them burners out on display I creased up wit 2 pieces tucked into my waist And for the paper I riot like an emergency state Cuhz I'm a Hook: A true OG in these street's I'm a rydah Respect is due keep your distance from me God Bless my soul you can see I'm a rydah You hear that (pow) and your soul rests with me Verse Three: I'm a nigga wit an attitude sick On that criminalistic shit traffickin' them bricks of snif Got that side arm pitch to get rich That strong arm deliver the fix just to burn up the strip And violate every ordinance to ever exist As I eliminate any enemy in my mist I'm a gorilla a stone cold killa with the desire To bring forth fire like Al'Quida and ride I give my clips an extension with dis-honorable mention Murderous intention Cyclops burnin' through your position I hot like Hell's Kitchen (yeah) The Groove is brazen So they stare in amazement and I rip up the pavement High like elevation dodgin' all they surveillance Clips stay in rotation I'm guilty by my association So fuck it, either you ride or you die I got the keys in the ignition clipped up to certify That I'm a rydah Hook: A true OG in these street's I'm a rydah Respect is due keep your distance from me God Bless my soul you can see I'm a rydah You hear that (pow) and your soul rests with me A true OG in these street's I'm a rydah

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Credits

Writers
  • Jerry Franklin
  • Mr. Groove