- Maniac Ridaz
[Verse 1]
I'm gangsta steppin
Representin my block
Jokes be the name
702 comin through yo hood
Putting hollow slugs all up in your brain
All up in yo gang
I'm givin a fuck
I be the one thats gunnin for fun
Sin City gang with a ??
You can hang with the Sin City gang
Fuck no
I'm ridin dirty
With the heat in my hand
Stay bumpin when I'm swervin
All days to the curbin
Wonderin why the bottle keeps turnin
I'm creepin and callin your homies
Up on it and you callin for help
But nobodys there
Now I'mt he suspect of a bloodbath
And I left him dead cuz nobody cares
Joke doggy dogg bringin heat everywhere that I go
Cuz a gangsta like me will bust back
And a bulletproof vest on my chest in case anybody blast
Fuck that I'm ridin
Wearin all black wit a hard hat hangin low over my eyes
And the briefcase right by my side
9-milla glock and a chrome .45 and I know
That all of my murderers
Heard of this gangsta crackin necks
Runnin all night with a jet black 9
In a g-ride killin up your whole set
Givin a damn with a strap in my hand
Unloadin on every punto that I can
Fuckin up playas in Las Vegas
And erasin these hataz is the masterplan bitch
[Chorus]
So know whatchu gon' do
When we hit them sticks
And hit your block
Like some maniac ridaz
So sick and do shit to you Ripley's wouldn't believe
We got some other sick tricks
Hidden up our sleeves
So just pass the liquor
Pass the weed
Pass us the PCP
And you gon' see
How we pull straps out of our hat and bust caps
And make you bitch ass niggaz take foreverlong naps
[Verse 2]
I twist 'em up like a tornado
Turned tasmanian
Crack a cranium
Devlish like that evil motherfucker Damian
Cuttin loose
I'm startin funk like Fox
Doom juice with doom roots
I'm rippin fruit loops apart
I'm infested with the doom
Infected with the plague
Got a bitch to lick my wounds
My enemies is dead
Pay attention, then I rinse down with siccmade niggaz
That'll kill a bitchmade nigga
Twist 'em like a french braid nigga
Jump on the place
I'm meetin Osama Bin Laden
You betta jump on your cellular phone
And call your mama
Cuz aint nobody gon' make it home
It's all drama
As I parachute out that motherfucker
I yell geroni-MO
But you don't hear me though
At 30,000 feet up in the air it's impossible
See I'm that nigga
That'll land in a bitches yard
Dick hard enough to cut through
A pack of glass and in barge
And get my fuck on
Up in her crib
I don't need her permission
Cuz I aint gonna let her live
I stay sick with it
And come equipped with it
After I finish with that bitch they know Eklypse did it
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I'm fresh out the county jail
Just graduated from an anger management program
I like to punish niggaz
Slow your roll like a traffic jam
It's that nigga with a frown turned upside down
I keep it rough nigga style
I walk the walk
I talk the talk
It aint that punk David Banner
It's the motherfuckin hawk
Chokin bitch niggaz out
But I keep it gangsta with the sawed-off
Your body hard off
Your motherfuckin face be tore off
Gotta keep it gangsta
Because we dog bitch niggaz
Got itchy fingers
Along with triggas that'll scratch em
And load 'em up unload 'em
And let bitch niggaz have it
Ghetto savage
My claws 3 loaded automatics
That'll rip your ass like Wolverine
When I'm on that OE and Listerine
A grousome scene
Send him home and get shot in the neck
Have your bitch ass smokin a stick
Just to deal with his death
Now 1 plus 1 equal 2
Thats what I assume
And many bitch niggaz hang with other bitch niggaz
I got him now I'm comin after you
I put it in and do him
So hop your bitch ass in this effect
Make no mistake
Yeah nigga you dead
I take his soul across the foggy lake
No escape
Bing the chalk
And the yellow tape
It's just another flat-footed cop
Closin a bloody murder case
I aint playin no games
And I aint speakin in riddles
But you niggaz is sweet and colorful
Like a bag of skittles
All about my skrilla and bits
Always pack pistols
It's kinda mystical
And thug niggaz appear like ninjas
Off my gangsta whistle
Apocolyptic season if the sickness
You must forget
I reveal the strongest weakness
When I hit yo block and leave you wicked
Some niggaz call me a demon
Cuz I see the future livin grousome
Creep up on a snake ass nigga like an eagle
Sin City Dark angel
Letras
- 1 Die 1
24 Deep
24 Gone
40 Break
781 Redrum
Anotha Killin'
Art Of War
Back Fade
Black Market
Bleeding House Mystery
Blood On da Rug
Blood On Da Rug Pt. 2
Bonus Trackz
Break Ya Loccs
Can't Have It
Catch You
Colostomy Bag (feat. C-Lim & G-Macc)
Cusche Break
D.O.A (Dead on arrival)
Datz Real Gangsta / Gangsta Shit
De One Below
Dead Man
Deadman Walkin'
Death Dance
Deep Down
Deep Down (featuring Mr. Doctor)
Devils And Gunsmoke
Did It And Did It
Dogg Market
Don't Worry Momma, It's Just Bleeding
Dramatic
Every Single Bitch
Everywhere I Go
Feel My Nature Rize
Friend Of Mine
Frustrated
Fundamentals Of Ripgut Cannibalism (Outro)
G-Status
Get Bacc Time
Get da Baby
Had 2 Gat Ya
Heatas
Holding On
Hunta Killa
I C U
I Hate When Niggaz Get On The Phone When They Around Me (Skit)
I Plotted (My Next Murder)
I Went From
In The Beginning
Inhale With da Devil / Smokin' Weed With da Devil
Jackin' 4 Joints
Legal Dope Compilation
Liquer Sicc
Liquor Sicc
Locc 2 Da Brain
Locc to the Brain
Look It's a Dead Body
Lose A Hoe, Gain A Hoe
Maniac Ridaz
Meat
My Love
My Mind Ain't Right
My Soul To Keep
Naked Cheese
Next Hoe (Insert)
Nutt bagg (feat. First Degree The D.E.)
On My Briefcase
One A Da Las Sicc Niggaz
One Mo Pound
One Of The Last
One Time
Q-Ball
Raw Edge Bullshit
Raw Meat
Reachin For Fame
Real Loccs
Refuce 2 Looze
Refuce 2 Looze (featuring D-Dubb)
Rest In Piss
Return Of Da Baby Killa
Season Of da Sicc
Secondz A Way
Siccem! (feat. First Degree The D.E. & G-Macc)
Siccmade
Siccmade House
Sit In That Corner Bitch!
Situation
Situation On Dirty
Split Personality (feat. G-Macc)
Split Yo Face
Spydie's Birth
Suicide Note
That's What I Said
The Corpse Came To Dinner
Thought They Knew (Intro)
Tremendous
Tried To Shoot
Trouble
Walkin' 2 My Funeral
Welcome 2 Your Own Death
Welcome To Your Own Death
Went This Way
X-Caliba