[Verse 1: Lil' Shank]
Lil' Shank, bitch, I think you know who I am
I'm still a Ryda since the first sickenin' Son of Sam
Got the Khakis and the locs and coppers to match them both too
Trigger happy snappers who bust lookin' to smoke you
Hey, you don't remember me, dawg?
Me and my Rydas held you down when you was bringin' in frauds
Went to hell so you can benefit, so let me continue
I ain't callin' you gangstas because that shit ain't in you!

[Verse 2: Big $tab]
Dollar Sign $tab in a ride, so clean
We eggshell Escalade, Rest in peace Gandolfini
See me swervin' 75 North and I'm doing 90
Since the late 90s, been intoxicated slightly
You finna try me, all I see is bitches and hoes
Designer drugs and thugs, throwin' up on my designer clothes
I'm getting thrown out the Motel 6
Screamin' "I'm a fucking Ryda, you bitches, you ain't shit!"

[Verse 3: Cell Block]
You know its Cell Block, the OG from back when (Way back!)
Calvin was sippin' on that Juice and Gin (Yeah!)
And I roll with the Eastsiders, never bend (Nah!)
Or break to these motherfuckers politicin' (Bitches!)
I ain't callin' you a gangsta, grimey and goon
You bitches soft as a kid's cartoon (Motherfucker!)
I'm a Ryda, known for getting gully on 'em (Yeah!)
Shotgun, ski mask and a skully on the Rydas!
[Chorus]
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end (That shit ain't in you)
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end

[Verse 4: Foe Foe]
Wh-wh-Where the bitches with all the mouth go?
Turn them all into a witness they call the cops for
Flow and strictly give 'em the business and close shop so
Never get it Twiztid like Paulie and Madrox, though
Always over the hole, always keepin' it low
And I always got it loaded like a wino
What the fuck do I know?
I come through all of your no-fly zones
Now that shit is my home (Now that shit is mine, holmes!)

[Verse 5: Food Stamp]
Bitch, you better watch your ass and who you talkin' shit to
And this won't get issued, I will fucking dismiss you
Somebody ordered gangsta rap and murder's on the menu
Talkin' like you got a problem, dawg, what's the issue? (Woof!)
Ain't callin' you a gangsta cause that shit's not up in you
You got a heart made of cardboard, inside probably tissue
Like you cheated on my sidepiece, guarantee she won't miss you
Told my dawgs bring the applause, clap you in the venue
[Chorus]
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end (I ain't callin' you gangsta 'cause that shit ain't in you!)
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end

[Verse 6: Miller Low Life]
Meezy!
I'm the filthy motherfucker from the rich town
Hidin' in a bush waitin' for you at your bitch house
I tell 'em like Booker T "I'm coming for you, n***a!"
Them suckers that move with you look square in they school pictures
They probably both hoes, finna get stole on
I'm throwing Gibos on and smoking some homegrown
Let's keep it official like a referee whistle
I ain't calling you a gangsta cause the shit ain't in you, Meezy!

[Verse 7: Lil Slug]
OK, can I continue?
I ain't callin' you a gangsta 'cause there's none in you
Anybody beefin', they can get the whole menu
Anybody want the smoke can take the blunt with you
Cause I'm with it, I'm in it, Lil Slug got the stick-it
Banana clip with it, bandana around my Raiders fitted, fuck them bitches
AK-47 in my lap
Slug baby got the schtick and it's spittin' like a rap, hoe!
[Chorus]
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end (I ain't callin' you gangsta 'cause that shit ain't in you!)
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end
I'm a Ryda 'til the end
I'm-I'm a Ryda 'til the motherfuckin' end

[Outro]
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