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letra de ridah - sig sauers

[intro]
its time… for lyrics off leash… enjoy

[hook]
you know i want it, i got it
and when i need it, i cop it cos’ i’m a ridah for life
you know i’m on it i’m in it i got it all in a minute
cause i’m a ridah for life
i’m a ridah, spit the game out if you wanna f-ck with me
i’m a ridah, spit the game out if you wanna glock with me
i’m a ridah, sit the f-ck down if you don’t wanna buck with me
stuck with me, you will see
you don’t really wanna talk to me, in my zone

[verse 1:d.a cobra]
lyrical advise from the best em.. cs
those are my steroids
i’m da king cobra i quest em..
these people think mcs are only negroids
thats why might eminem and i are here
to make bronx homies become paranoids
rappinade and cobra here to make cl-ss b rappers unemployed
and b-tches get so wet their uterus will fall
like a bad transmission destroyed like hemorrhoid
make a vacuum that’s why my steel alloyed d-ck is here to fill da void
mcs get ready for the best flow in the whole wide world
watch your nuts people i got enough ammo
yo make you tiptoe
in your lyrics afraid to be called h0m-
in your next solo
cos your music is so-so bad talking bout p-rno
you say you good but you so slow
trying to put it in but you can’t find the hole oh
get back with your yo-yo
before i’ll diss you live in front of the cosmo
trying to dry hump hoes with speedos
going to interviews defend ur psycho smellin’ like mayo
not giving a sh-t he’s high covering his shyness
my middle name is joint i’ll show you who da real puff daddy is
call me your royal highness, get it?
royal highness? i don’t think you do
cos i rhyme so fast like lightning speed
i said d o double g
to snoop-y and that dogg barked at me

[hook]

[verse 2:rappinade]
ridding with the odometer to 180
words per minute so when i pen it
please perk them ears up ladies
as i lay these syllables with ease like shady’s
track with jay z’s i’m back to face these
pr-cks so wack strike like rabies
so quick, the snare broken
b-ss drums, hi hats, all outta the c-nt’s guts pokin’
with sl-ts chokin’
leavin’ b-tches in their own blood drenched, soakin’
when spit it, my words are transmitted not spoken
my mind is mentos, pour the c0ke in
on the level with wiz and i ain’t even smokin’
nor drinkin’ but high while i am thinkin’
in the lines i’m sinking
fill the pen, put the ink in
with every verse i park, call me linkin
spittin’ quicker than you blinkin’
aquaman is so lost, now he is sinkin’
so bettah invest, in a life vest, it might come in handy
cuz i’m flooding with the flow, pretty much like sandy
diabetes patients h-llo, you know i’m your candy
can’t stand me? well you should’ve seen me go randy
causin’ affrays as i raise rays of raz-or blades
with nothing but a rhyme and a phrase
the next phase is me to your face
and you getting hitted with quick witted rhyme
and i sl!ck spitted and it’s a crime, you know why? (why?)
cuz my saliva is acidic, so beware
cuz there was a sign eyed by a critic
a picture of me with a bottle of cyanide
(how wicked) so stand aside when i pick it
because this is about to be your worst ride
come inside and here is your ticket

[hook]

- sig sauers

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