100% In My DNA lyrics

by

G-Mo Skee


[Intro]
f*ck you, this was never a game
f*ck you, this was never a game

[Verse 1: Yung Dirt & Lil' Shank]
Bury me with folded arms, two pistols in my grip
With one off in the chamber 20 round extended clips
Then say a prayer for Rydas nine hail Mary's out your lips (I'm a Ryda!)
I-69 of all blacked-out hummer [?] hanging out the whips
I was born this way gangsta blood, thug DNA
Mama always wondered why I be this way
Everywhere I look, I see, I spray, be afraid
I'm out of line and I'm out of patience
You outta time, puttin' knives to faces
A real motherf*cker who was born to ride
I was born into this world with nine cases

[Verse 2: Lil' Slug & Lil' Shank]
(Slug! Uh!)
I've been gettin' money like a hundred-millions
Cocaine to the ceilin', screamin' "f*ck your feelings!" (I'm a Ryda!)
Sluggle, I've been thuggin' since I was a childrens
Recognize the Rydas in the f*ckin' building
Hey, I've been smoking chronic like it's '92
Lookin' for a problem, they can find the crew
Play my f*ckin' tape and they rewind it too
Killin' every-f*ckin'-'body's what I like to do! (Rydas!)
[Chorus: Lil' Shank & Foe Foe]
f*ck you, this was never a game
Real Rydas never opt for the fame
All of this sh*t that they taught me to change
A hundred percent in my DNA! (I'm a Ryda!)
Eastside, OG, next gen
All that, I'm a Ryda!
Motherf*cker, I'm a Ryda!

[Verse 3: Foe Foe & Lil' Shank]
f*ck you and them politics, you can put that sh*t on God
Me I'm on some [?] sh*t, my pistol grip was born to ride (I'm a Ryda!)
No such thing as innocence and my trigger gets a verdict
And since you tried to blur the fence and try to turn against
About to touch you like a tourniquet, ride!
Horribly murderous, my gun is a eternalous
Bringin' the nervousness right to your funeral services
[?]
My DNA is G-N-G-S-T-A, raised up in a major way
Came up like raised the J
And I'ma be a Ryda 'til my motherf*ckin' dying day

[Verse 5: Big Dip & Lil' Shank]
Grab the hundred-round drum with no f*cks given
If you ain't bustin' shots at haters, are you even livin'? (Yeah!)
Wanna understand me now, you better check my past
Uzi on my back, blood is on my Jason Mask
Grew up gangbangin', b*tches, you can't tell me sh*t (Nope)
Robbers fear me sick in my head and pop them clips
Hangin' out the whip, bandanas on my wrist (I'm a Ryda!)
Eastsiders Big Dip, ninja, f*ck your clique!
[Chorus: Lil' Shank & Foe Foe]
f*ck you, this was never a game
Real Rydas never opt for the fame
All of this sh*t that they taught me to change
A hundred percent in my DNA! (I'm a Ryda!)
Eastside, OG, next gen
All that, I'm a Ryda!
Motherf*cker, I'm a Ryda!

[Verse 6: Cell Block & Lil' Shank]
Thug [?], that's 100 of my DNA
Ridin' with some killers that's experienced at gunplay (I'm a Ryda!)
f*ck you and that sh*t you say, it's still just some junk
'Til you got your family with you, outlined in some chalk
I keep the block hot, multiple stash spots, it don't stop
Guess I gotta get it, f*ckin' guap
[?] it's still Cell Block, eastside Ryda day one
Dumpin' hot shells out the gun, got 'em on the run, blaow!

[Verse 7: Lil' Shank]
Still ridin', three fingers high
Fo' life until a ninja die
f*ck them and that other side
f*ck that, I ain't lettin' it slide
f*cked up with that next gen
Notifyin' your next kin
Run with us and you down with them
And you roll with us, then you out the whip
We ain't ridin' like everything (I'm a Ryda!)
Street-taxin' that dope you slang
Set up shop on those streets you claim
Eastside Rydas, remember the name
Uh, this sh*t was never a game
b*tches scared 'cause they called us a gang
b*tched up 'cause you had to explain
And our sh*t will never ever be the same!
[Chorus: Lil' Shank & Foe Foe]
f*ck you, this was never a game
Real Rydas never opt for the fame
All of this sh*t that they taught me to change
A hundred percent in my DNA! (I'm a Ryda!)
Eastside, OG, next gen
All that, I'm a Ryda!
Motherf*cker, I'm a Ryda!
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