Mr. Groove Rydah (feat. Big Tucc)
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 f..ck 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
