Ridahman

DJ Skee (Skee, skee, skee) uncle Snoopy
Can you tell us a bedtime story?
Some of that real shit, please?
Okay, I guess (Whoo Kid) okay, have a seat
Now here we go

Ridahman, Ridahman, does whatever a rida can
What’s with that in your socks? And
You fuckin’ niggas all want Siroc
Ridahman, Ridahman
Keep a big getup inside my hand
What’s with that in your socks? Grab
This motherfucker in your sight look out
(look out) bitch here comes the Ridahman

Now there once was a man who lived in my hood
To some people bad but to me he was good
He wore pindletens and 501 jeans
And the black Chuck Taylors
With black yellow strings
He loved makin’ poise and smokin’ up blunts
And the weed that he be smokin’
Have you flowin’ for months
You could smell the dealer comin’
From a mile away
And if he see the kids snoopin’
He be down to play
But if a nigga got to trippin’
He be down the sprets that be AK K-K-K-K-K
But this one time, this one guy
Thought he could come to our town and drive
And go against the ridah but
Ridah is the ridah he hit it with 11 and
He knockin’ with the rida
He usually wore the shot but he
Gave the boy an ass
Said if you’ll come back nigga
That’ll be your ass
But the young nigga laughed
He didn’t seem to be scared
But he definitely took a car and
Got his ass up outta there
And we later found out that
The guy’s name was Tommy
And Ridahman used to mess
With his son’s mommy

Now Tommy went home and
Told his homeboy Ronny
And Ronny told Johnny and Johnny got money
And Lonny was a shooter and
His weapon was a Tommy
He didn’t care about life
He’ll shoot anybody
So they came back to my neighborhood to drive
And found Ridahman and he ran
‘em for their lives
Used his rida senses to go behind the mine
What kind of car they drive? So he what (…)
And there they go see him
Pass a nigga Black Reeker
So he reached into his pocket and
Pulled out a Desert Eagle
Rida start bussin’, I think he hit somethin’
Tommy falls out the car
With his whole bullshit
And his homie didn’t make it
Ridahman got ‘em all
Even Lonny gave the kid a chance
To bust the Tommy off
Ridahman goes over to Tommy
And then he laughs
And he laughs ‘bout the nigga
But my gun start blastin’
Yea, how’d you know that I
Was comin’ with my people?
And you even knew the car
How’d you knew it was a Reegle?
Well, besides me being the Ridahman
Your son’s mom told me, now okay, bye my man