EST Gee - Riata Dada Lyrics

I'm the real thang

Yeah, I can't vouch for them but they can vouch for me
Legend of Riata Dada, came up sellin' hank and weed
I can't make no opps not just look dead but I can make 'em bleed
Paper right and I ain't fightin' you in a gunfight with a steak knife
All these lawyers need helicopters tryna stop us 'cause I'm gon' yank right
When I move it's a chopper scene like the opera
I send a bitch nigga to the doctor
I was tryna stop you but all that shit you popped made it impossible
Switches, them semis spit like a run on sentence, it ain't no comma
If I wasn't this then I probably been done signed with DJ Drama
But I'm thuggin' and I'm shinin', fuck with coke I roll with Gotti
When he met me I had sixty out, fifty stuffed in my pocket
If I signed it me and all partners, diamond chains and watches
We like mobsters, only difference is we sip syrup with out pasta
Aim is true, he's clocked in, I'll watch bloods and drop it, then he locked it
Pay him to wack his partners, niggas snakes but I'm an anaconda
I make shooters proper, one more with the cut it ain't hydrogen
Look I made it mama, came to save you first, you know I'm soldin'
This shit hypnotized me, only thing excite me is a body
He be acting cocky like we ain't shoot at him when he's with his mama
This a block out, gave it to my lil' partner, he flip niggas' Honda
They were coolin', we done mucked they shooter fucked up they lil' roster
I was wrappin' chronic 'til I got a book, I'm hooked on 'phonics
I'm a Fendi scholar, hit it two three times and it's still proper
If that strong white, call this batch a boxer, Ivan Drago
Did I really leave the streets alone to rap, I ain't decided
Hit your partner top, he squirmin', jump like fishes outta water
I ain't got advice, just hit the trap and pray you make it out it
I had sneakers Nikes, can't let 'em sneak me twice, I gotta watch 'em
Get it movin', turn off your phone we finna slide, pop my yapper
They be wildin' 'til we hit they block, them niggas playin' possum
Niggas bold like we ain't takin' souls and puttin' 'em with my mama
And don't pat me at no shows, I got my gun and I get hot
I'm from Louisville where we wet our Blacks and sip raw at the bottom
I don't care how much he did, he rat, he do not get acknowledged
I'm with the same nigga who used play pitchback, tackle with Fat Chris on Redondo
Now I'm twelve floors up with a thick slut gettin' my dick sucked in a condo

Bitch nigga
5500 made man
EST Big Gee, nigga
You heard that shit, nigga
Real street nigga
Don't play me like no rapper
Jump off stage on one of you niggas