Riata Dada-EST Gee

Riata Dada

歌手:EST Gee

时间:2021-07-21

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Riata Dada - EST Gee

Lyrics by:George Stone III/Joshua Luellen/Hunter Brown/Bryan Lamar Simmons

Composed by:George Stone III/Joshua Luellen/Hunter Brown/Bryan Lamar Simmons

Ain't s**t f**kin' with me

I'm nothin' like these rap n***as

Real street n***a

5500 made man

Yeah

I'm the real thing

Yeah

I can't vouch for them

But they can vouch for me

Legend of Riata Dada

Came up sellin' hank and w**d

I can't make no opps not diss Lil Dead

But I can make 'em bleed

Paper right and I ain't fightin'

You in a gunfight with a steak knife

Police know they need helicopters tryna stop us 'cause I'm gon' yank

Right

When I move

It's a chopper scene like the opera

I send a b***h n***a to the doctor

I was tryna stop you

But all that s**t you pop make it impossible

Guccis on me

Semi spit like a run-on sentence

It ain't no comma

If I wasn't this

Then I probably been done signed with DJ Drama

But I'm thuggin' and I'm shinin'

F**k with coke

I roll with Gotti

When he met me

I had sixty

All fifty stuffed in my pocket

Before I signed it

Me and all my partners

Diamond chains and watches

We like mobsters

Only difference

We sip syrup with our pasta

Aim is true

He's clocked in

I watched brethen drop it

Then he locked it

Pay him whack his partner

N***as snakes

But I'm an anaconda

I make sure that's proper

Way more with the cut

It ain't Hydroxy'

But I made it

Mama

Couldn't save you first

You know I'm sorry

This s**t hypnotized me

Only thing excite me is a body

He be acting cocky like we ain't shoot at him when he's with his mama

This a blackout

Give you to my lil' partner

He flip n***as' Honda

N***a coolin'

We done mucked they shooter

F**ked up they lil' roster

I was nappin' chronic 'til I got a book

I'm hooked on phonics

I'm a Fendi scholar

Hit it two

Three times and it's still proper

Get that strong white

Call this batch a boxer

Ivan Drago

Did I really leave the streets alone to rap

I ain't decided

Hit your partner top

He squirmin' just like fishes outta water

I ain't got advice

Just hit the trap and pray you make it out it

I had sleepless nights

Can't let 'em sneak me twice

I gotta watch 'em

Get a move

Turn off your phone

We finna slide

Pop my yopper

They be wildin' 'til we hit they blocks

Then n***as playin' possum

N***as bold like we ain't takin' souls and puttin' 'em with my mama

And don't pat me at no shows

I got my gun and I get hot there

I'm from Louisville

Where we wet our Blacks and sip raw out the bottle

I don't care how much he did

He rat

He do not get acknowledged

I'm the same n***a used to play pitch back

Talkin' with Fat Chris on Redondo

Now I'm twelve floors up with a thick slut getting my d**k sucked in a condo

D**k sucked in a condo

B***h n***a

5500 made man

EST

Big Gee

N***a

You hear this s**t

N***a

Real street n***a

You know

Play me like no rapper

Jump off stage on one of you n***as

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