[OG Ryda'] Let meh start wit' teh daily rutine at my home Woke up,smoke some sum' sherm so I can watch my dome! Dink sum' wine,Pack my Nine! so I can feel fine Then I can pop em bustaz who's crossin' my line! Ran outta' crib,Turn on teh engine of my car Then Imma roll out like a mo'fuckin star But I'm patrollin' tru' my hood so I aint goin' far Doin' shiet around,Chu' can see teh blood on teh ground Servin' em foo'z nuthin' but a mo'fuckin Familie sound Make a one phone call and catch up wit' my nigga' Homeboy Peanutt non stop squezin' dat' finga' trigga' Makin' ya'll bustaz duck! makin' ya' chest lookin' little bigga'! Couse he aint nuthin' but a god damn grave digga' So niggaz are only watchin' and starrin' at us Till dey' get cought up slippin' and then dey' get bust! But there still aint no shame homie couse that's a must! Breakin' em down,Killin' em all,Make em bite teh dust! Couse there is only one familie in who I trust An' like I already said if you's a Familie then you's a homie! But if you rollin' wit' others then you get punked couse its Familie only!