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[ Ganxsta R?dd]ManAll I know when we get outWe finna rollCheck this one outBrothers, do we got bass?[ all ] (Yes, we got bass)Too many busters out there on the streetsWe gonna have to take em out(Go on with it, Ridd)[ VERSE 1: Ganxsta R?dd ]But before we go on, my name`s Ridd, not RenIt`s me again, comin out the lock-inO.M.B., my brother, bring on the bassThere`s dollars to be made and posses to wastePass by the hood to pick up the gatStop by the studio for the new trackQ Ball rollin, 8 Ball in the pocketJust bail on stage and pull the mic out the socketBoo-Yaa dogs (woof!) locked on the canineIt`s `89, it`s time to get mineThis madness, you never had thisHome of the O.G.`s (we threw out all the faggots)I`m pluggin my microphone with full-equipped lyricsMC`s smell the smoke of my mic and they fear itI`m known to be the hanger for the MC`s I hangI throw a riddle, it come back like a boomerang[ CHORUS ]We`re not here to playWe`re just here to sprayThis is a[ all ]R.A.I.D.Everybody on the dancefloorR.A.I.D.(Woof!)You gotta know this one[ VERSE 2: Ganxsta R?dd ]If knowledge is power, then I`m muscle-boundLoc`ed out as a hound, I`m not down in a dog poundBreakin out, MC`s start fakin outBoo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., time to start takin outMC`s come and MC`s goFor all the MC`s that go is too slow for my .44I peel em at the frontdo` ( *shot* )(Boo-yaa!) Then I drag em to the backdo`Then I say, "You want some more, then say no more"(Why is that?) Because I`m just too hardcoreSo you know Ridd packs a .44Bring on the rap jam and let`s roll[ CHORUS 2X ][ VERSE 3: Ganxsta R?dd ](Put Riddler on the roof) cause I shoot the vicsMy mission was to shoot straight to the chicksI filed a contract, not to confessFound out that the buster had a bullet-proof vest(So what did you do?) I had nothin to sayPulled out my Uzi and I started to sprayWent to the morgue to identify his body(Yeah, that`s him, ??? posse at the party)I`m not prankster, word to Godfather, I`m a gangstaAnd this is the time I`d like to give thanks toAll my brothers for doin it (their way)And now it`s my way, we`re not here to playBoo-Yaa - please, who can match?Like a purse on Imperial (you will get snatched)And like a Camel in the county (you will get smoked)And when the Riddler took the loco toll (that was loc`ed)Check out O.M.B., my bassman, forget the turntable(Island) the name of my record labelThat`s the reason my jams sound so hardCause it`s boomin from a bailin carDown the boulevard and we don`t stopCause all you posses get mopped, get droppedWe rock the party, steal all the ladiesSince it`s `89 we`re in the Eighties[ CHORUS 2X ]Hit me deuce times(Woof, woof!)(Attention, all D.R.This is a R.A.I.D.)He-he-he-ha-ha

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