O.G Rydah - We Reppin' Familie

[Verse 1.]
Sunday mornin' Ganton mo'fuckin block
Come at my crib and befo' you and your homies knock
My niggaz will make sure dat' ya'll will leave in shock
Couse we aint standin' any of your bullshit its over
And dont think that I'm goin' insane or became sober
I juss' went in anotha' level called not givin' a F**k
Now I'm dippin' tru' teh hood servin' a bad luck
Makin' ya'll foo'z duck so ya' juss' kneel down and suck
Ya' can se me wit' da' Nine creepin' tru' da fog
Like a mo'fuckin untied pissed off dog
Then I leave ya' deaf on da' street like when car drives ova' da' frog
Dont take me wrong I aint insane
I juss' love my neibhorhood and mo'fuckin fame
I'm showin' em foo'z who I am so they kno' my name
O.G mo'fuckin Rydah frum Ganton and they kno' dat' I aint lame
I kno' dat' I'm da' best and I juss' keep on wit' da' same


[Verse 2.]
From Idlewood to Kilo Tray
From Jeffersons down to East fuckin' bay
Killin' all Ballaz and eses aint nuthin' to say
Mothers juss' pray when their sons gots to pay
But Rydah came again wit' whole group of Families
Ya' cant evin think about blastin' us nigga' ya' cant se this
Couse when we ride ya'll actin' like a god damn wannabes
Who runnin' accross da' street,climbin' on da' trees
While I'm blastin' outta' window servin' ya'll Tech Nine kiss
So blame! Blame me fo' all da' things that I done
But I wont stop killin' till someone smokes me then I'm gone
But till that day I'm peelin' every bustah who's brave and wants some
Throwin' up F sign,Rollin' Bk thang,Yellin' "Come oneee!"


[Verse 3.]
They already told me at school to leave that shit
But I told them that I cant couse I'm a mo'fuckin black meat
Few years lata' ya' could already hear me on gangstah beat
Representin' Ganton,Representin' my set
Representin' all da' Fam'z,Aint givin' a fat bout hoodrat
Now I'm hangin' wit' da' homies that ya'll cant evin see
Fucked up niggaz in da' place that I never wish I could be
But F**k it that's how it is,That's where we are
I wont stop now couse I already came that far
Puttin' in work fo' da' most dangerous Los Santos gang
Representin' my thang,Talkin' in our slang
And I still dont give a fucc' why ya' bustas still bang
Couse ya' cant win,ya' cant evin blast
Couse befo' ca' evin do sumethin' there is already a slug in your chest
That's wut' happend to the others,That's wut' we will do to da' rest
I'm tellin' yah dat' we are da' best,I killed your homie and he aint da' last

/me turns the radio ON and listens to the song untill it finishes.
Barry:Dayum nigguh,diz nigguh is so goo'...

/me turns on the radio,notices the song smiling
/me cheers