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[Chorus: Robin]
He`s a riddla aaaaaaa The muthaf*ckin ridda aaaaaaaa [Verse 1: SPM] Silently, I receive my degree I got my master in dop fiend psychiatry Like the weed, my brain buzzin like a bee Flyin free, I only fear sobriety Shy police, Invading my privacy We set a lot in court They accepted my bribery Finally I let this irony inspire me They dying silently, Really just tryin to be Society denying me, So my pro-bity Is flippin ghetto ivory Oh my dear diary, my hood is firey They admire me, will I die a G or will I build a dynasty? [Chorus 4x] [Bridge 2x- Rasheed] It`s the riddla on the roof Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth It`s the riddla on the roof An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth [Talking- Rasheed] Yeah that`s right it`s ya boy Rasheed All the way from the north philadelphia ghettos To the south park slums Representin in that dope house with my man The south park mexican Say Los break break these boys off one again [Verse 2: SPM] It`s that vato Convo you know how the song go Get my freak on so Watch for Santo, Pronto Like a bronco, Turn him to a john doe I make ya body need bondo, I stomp hoes Pop pop those hallows, A hard act to follow a fool named carlos Ya know my motto " Don`t act lik a star bro " If ya talk don`t pay ya damn car note And although i`s almost tomorrow Except for sorrow Cause don`t be a rap they can borrow I swallow a ballo, back at me lago And G`s hollerin bravo Getting smoked like a marlboro [Chorus 4x- Robin] [Bridge 2x- Rasheed] [Verse 3- SPM] Ain`t no sympathy in the street It`s either him or me Officially he the man that can gt with me N*gga please, My trigga squeeze come like the killer bees Figure these the last days, why stick wit G`s? Initially my millimi make `em history Clinically approved to kill that @$$ instantly Spill the beans and get in between my guillotine Bitches fiend for my dope lik nicotine Sippin lean, ya started with the triple beam Completion tell me, Are you listening? It`s the king, Livin` life like pistol pete With me,with heat That`ll make your body incomplete Epidemy of a mental facility I take your nuts and hang them on my christmass tree Simply I don`t slip, but i`m slippery Unseen like the N-Tity, Really be sick of beef I disagree with your trickery, blast like yosemite Smoke your ass like a hickory, Industry Your fixin to see my embassy Critically acclaimed forever your mystery [Chorus 4x- Robin] [Bridge 2x- Rasheed] [Rasheed] A tooth for a tooth A tooth for a tooth [Robin] aaaaaaaaaaaaaa
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