Rated R Lyrics

[ INTRO ]

We was born in the streets of L.A.

Where the streets ain't safe at night

Between the beeper and the color of a rag

We have chosen the mic, right?

So the philosophy we learned on the streets

We now bring to this muthafuckin stage

And at this time we likes to unload

These lyrics like a 12-gauge



[ VERSE 1: Ganxsta are?dd ]

Bail on stage with a gangster lean

Busters duck once I'm on the scene

Opponents went out the do'

The innocents hit the flo'

As if we started a war

Boo-Yaa! It means a cry from a shotgun

You want some of this, come on and get some

Feel that Boo-Yaa bass, it get louder

Only O.M.B. could provide that power

Power, from the brothers in black (ha!)

No radio can stop this track (ha!)

The Ridd, yeah, gettin rid of MC's

I get them before they even try to get me

If the enemy tries to mob

Get mopped by the Boo-Yaa hit squad

Inmates from the mad house, comin from the lock-in

Chilled with the rats ??????

You try to run, but you don't get far

Cause I spray your ass with the letter are



Gangsta Ridd - is what?

Rated are

The Ridd

Restricted, restricted

Come on

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted



[ VERSE 2: Ganxsta are?dd ]

Comin from the mind of a criminal-ex

Out on a furlough just to snap necks

Once again -

Once, once, once again

Once again the rap criminal, known to be a loc

Since it's rated are (this is for the old folks)

Restricted for the ears of a minor

Lyrics like the sun, so strong it might blind ya

This jam was created for the ears of a realist

Get off my shit list (?????)

Murder He Wrote, that was my last jam

Like Michael Jordan with the new dunk (check out the new slam)

Here it is and you're beggin for more

A new slam, from the criminal lord

This jam is resctricted for the MCs that fear me

Everytime it play, they run when they hear me

Keep runnin, but you don't get far

Cause this concept is Rated are, the are



Gangsta Ridd - is what?

Rated are

The Ridd

Restricted, restricted

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted



[ VERSE 3: Ganxsta are?dd ]

Wait up, get up, step up, I feel the fate now

Cause that Boo-Yaa bass is gettin too loud

But the louder it gets we get much respect

T.R.I.B.E.'s on your back, a bunch of insects

That's my job, puttin em on what

You don't want to move, ??????

Smoke from my microphone still linger

MC's drop a dime to the one-time ?????

Sayin I did it, yeah, the Ridd did it

Now that I know you a snitch, I ain't with it

Buster Brown, you just a clown from a new town

Huffin like you're bad - you ain't down

Hold it, stop, wait a minute and don't move

I have a nation rockin to this groove

My mouth to the mic is like a clip to the Uzi

You see a Uzi spray, you gonna want to use me

Keep runnin, but you don't get far

Cause I spray your ass with the letter are



Gangsta Ridd - is what?

Rated are

The Ridd

Restricted, restricted

(Huh!)

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted



[ VERSE 4: Ganxsta are?dd ]

Restricted for the ears of the mental insane

Lyrics like a drug, you're blowin your brain

Like the homie named Deathrow, Deathrow my bro

Had to go, he was next in row

He went solo, sold his soul to the devil

This I know, he had a tatoo on his elbow

Turn up the radio, this is what he showed

It read: 'life's goin too slow'

Hesitate, you're too late (yeah) the doubt in your route

Is that's what life really about?

This I know, Deathrow was a criminal

It was his time to go, life was too slow

Restricted for the ears of a minor

Make sure there's a adult behind ya

Cause if you're young and you try to get far

I smoke your ass with the letter are



Gangsta Ridd - is what?

Rated are

The Ridd

Restricted, restricted

(Aaahh... ha-ha!)

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

We some hard muthafuckas

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

We some hard muthafuckas

(Yeah, yeah!)

The are, muthafucka

(Yeah, yeah!)

Restricted