Dirty South Ridaz Video (MV)

Nappy headed cynic, the nigga every muthafucca mimic
Pistol whip your ass to the clinic
Round about 2 the republica dominic
Got gifts wrapped up for the drug lord apprentice
Absolutely, automatic aquittence
No sentence, beat up on the trial like Lennox
5'9" photogenic ass chick
Thick thighed girl grinding on dick
Ridaz on the team, know they got to represent
Cause we all about the money, if you not you got it bent
Tay G is not a bitch, I hustled now I'm rich
I'm bussing out the Benz, laying niggas on they chins
Crumbling concrete, and leaving no survivors
I'm on some grind shit, notice me as your supplier
That's that bullshit that get you on the fryer
Cross my click, set your block on fire
Cause we all some ridaz, down for the kill
We ride, We ride, We ride, We ride
Cause we all some ridaz, down for the
187, 187, 187, 187
I be up early in the morning, when certain niggas be snoring
4 or 5 on the clock, dot, I'm up and I'm yawning
But not because of no alarm, I just toss and turn
Visions of negative spirits who do do bodily harm
Attacking me by the swarm, I just give em' the charm
Until they get to acting like animals from a farm
And then it gets kind of warm, weapons be getting drawn
Period one two gauge be doing niggas like spawn
I try to do right from wrong and let it out in a song
To keep from dumping bitch made off in a pond
Cause something's been going on everywhere that I turn
It's another f*cknigga with life lessons to learn
I guess that's what my Granny calls coming of age
But growing pains got me wondering what's on the next page
I'm 23 now, but will I live to see 24
Pussy nigga that's for sure
Cause we all some ridaz, down for the kill
We ride, We ride, We ride, We ride
Cause we all some ridaz, down for the
187, 187, 187, 187
Somebody better tell them boys T dot don't play around
Fancy, but I'm nasty with the flo I be laying down
You can miss me with that G talk
Where I'm from brothers really down to let the heat spark, retard
I'm a young fly cocky brother
You could learn a lot from me, better watch me brother
Hit the block like jackhammers, tearing it up
What I make in a week, you ain't made in a month
On my Travolta stuff when I'm posted up
Phenomenon bout to drop a bomb, blow this up
So if you fall, sucker don't get up
You going against the baddest rapper out the south, I done sewed this up
Youticky knowticky meticky homie, I'm a boss for real
I eat dinner in the spots where the bosses chill
Money, power, respect, never lost the feel
Suckers talking real large, but they starving still-Ew
Cause we all some ridaz, down for the kill
We ride, We ride, We ride, We ride
Cause we all some ridaz, down for the
187, 187, 187, 187