Susi: F minor•
Verse 1
guess who's back homie,
Tryin ride on these fools,
Mr.Criminal,
Along with the homie along
little cuete, that's right,
Verse 2
C
F
of a rida,
Were the motherfuckas that
squize the blast,
Quick to match,
No questions ask,
Fm
Get the cash and get it fast,
Db
C
My definition of a rida,
F
In the middle of the frontline
ready to battle,
Head up, with my chest
out holding my ammo,
Verse 3
F
Put valas in your ass, leave you facin the gravel,
Db
C
ha ha, ha ha, ha ha
F
That's the lil cuete coming
Verse 4
fully automatic,
Let em have it, when I
pull the trigger back,
Any of ya'll heard that I'm
sick when I rap,
Db
Plus I got the sack and the
F
You don't wanna be in the way when I spit one
crazy mothafucka from that norwalk click,
Verse 5
F
Light it up and take a hit,
F
We back in the in the mix little
cuete and Mr.crime,
From the sick south east to the
wicked west side,
Bout to rough out the top,
with a strap on the side,
F
C
and I'm taking they life,
F
Quick to hit you up when we're
eager to bust,
Grap the strap, cock it back,
hold the trigga then duck,
Verse 6
F
We some g'z we some ridaz we ain't
rollin with punks,
Db
Until you give us a definition
F
My definition of a rida, Were the motherfuckas that
Verse 7
F
squize the blast,
Quick to match,
No questions ask,
Fm
Get the cash and get it fast,
Db
C
My definition of a rida,
F
In the middle of the frontline
Verse 8
F
ready to battle,
Head up, with my chest
out holding my ammo,
Fm
Put valas in your ass, leave you facin the gravel,
Db
C
ha ha, ha ha, ha ha
F
Ain't no way that these fools they can
Verse 9
stop us
I'm hustln, deadly collectin my cheese,
Fools, we're thinkn, we catchin em slippin,
Db
C
I'm commin and bustin unloadin my clip,
F
Fools, we talkn aloud, my homie
Verse 10
wisom respect,
One weak diss to the homies
got you stuck in the neck,
Got AK's, 22's, even the tech's,
Db
Got the homie little cuete got
F
Any where you want it, I can
Verse 11
make
you have a 357 automatic,
Let em have it, when I got it in my soul,
Db
Pull the trigga bang, and let a missle go,
C
I hit with a pistol one shot in my zone,
F
Though ay ando, still equip my
semi atomatic,
Verse 12
F
Takin levas up the planet, Make
em runnin for the mountains,
Lil cuete is like an addict,
When I grab I won't panic,
Db
Plus I got your bitch on
Fm
My definition of a rida, Were the motherfuckas that
Verse 13
F
squize the blast,
Quick to match,
Verse 14
Fm
Get the cash and get it fast,
Db
C
My definition of a rida,
F
In the middle of the frontline
ready to battle,
Head up, with my chest
out holding my ammo,
Fm
Put valas in your ass, leave you facin the gravel,
Db
C
ha ha, ha ha, ha ha
F
Got a lot of hatas wanna see me
Verse 15
shot in the head,
Oppurtunities pass,
they ain't poppin no lead,
Verse 16
F
Fools talk to the cops kinda
seem to confess,
wanted part two,
Cuete and you know who,
To the homies on the main lines,
Throwin up the gang signs,
Db
C
Creased up, sportin that blue, foo
Verse 17
F
I'm ready for that mission,
Killin competition,
Packin heavy ammunition,
I put em in a body bag and
send em on his way,
Db
I always have a bullet if you
the one to have it on lock,
So, here I'm gonna tell you that
I'm never gonna stop,
And I know I'm gonna kill
em when the album drop,
Db
C
I ain't even tryin and I made it to the top,
Were the motherfuckas that
squize the blast,
Quick to match,
No questions ask,
Fm
Get the cash and get it fast,
Db
C
My definition of a rida,
F
In the middle of the frontline
ready to battle,
Head up, with my chest
out holding my ammo,
Fm
Put valas in your ass, leave you facin the gravel,
Outro 1
C
Fm
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