Real Ryderz

[Music Video Intro]
Dunkno
Young Size, Tiny Snap, Stigs
Dunkno, real badman out 'ere
Dunkno, PYG
Free JR, free Young Spen, free Max badman
Free Opz, you dun know
[?] in the building
Feared By Many, Respected By Most
Go cop dat now, cop dat ASAP
RIP Termz
Free my nigga Jones (free my nigga Jones)
Free Nut Nut, free Jones, Tiny Boost
PYG, fuck the rest of them (PYG)
Niggas know the face I don't have to say nuttin
I know Shooting Size Instant, braap
That's the colours init

[Intro: Young Size]
The PY fucking G's don't ever forget the name
Young Size, Tiny Snap, Stigs

[Verse 1: Young Size]
You had two turners and never turn nuttin' (dickhead)
When I ride up on your block, I'ma turn something off
He thinks he can try come Wooly Road and bark it off
But when I come up on your block, little dickhead signing off (pricks)
I ain't even 16 yet but I'm a rassclart boss (fucking general)
Pecky young G, while I stay making P's (PY, fuck nigga, fuck nigga)
Your gang stays washed
If you touch Young Josh, imma (dead) fucking get the Russian man
And blow this little dickheads mind (over)
No A&E, braindrain flatline (ghost)
When I ride on your life
I got the S9 t-beam
Controlling (my nigga) the old botty
I'm a real g I don't, watch no face (fuck you I don't give a fuck)
I put a hole up in anybody (endless, any nigga)
And my nigga got, he will make, something, blow up in your fucking top (he will g)
You say you're greazy, well come and buck me on that yellow block (bang)

[Verse 2: Stigs, T.Snap]
Badman Stig crazy
Chatting hot when the gun blaze
I ain't barked off yet but I can tell that I got sick aim (sick aim)
In the booth spitting out flames, knifework plus I pop chains (piff)
It ain't nuttin' to me, tryna violate the firm
I make you turn 60 degrees
At a dumb speed knifing his cheek
When the flip speaks, you'll be all in the dash and the windscreen
Bit mental with a knife work, put it in his chest
Blood leaks on the street curb
Stab first, I ain't speaking shit
Speak no words (shhh), I ain't freezing
I'm nothing like a iceberg
My dawg roll through
Tiny Reeks and Young Termz (Young Termz) put it in your chest
Show you, that the knife hurts
Grinding (grinding, I'm tryna get my P's up), I'm tryna get my p's up
Knife him in his head, still (Tiny Snap) put his CG's up

[Verse 3: Tiny Snap]
Wanna eat off my name (name)
You can do it on the riddim ah
Grip the gloves, I put something in 'em
I be grabbing on a nine, or pulling on a Smith'n (Smith'n)
If I'm with Young Size, I'ma definitely kill him (dead)
Gunshot dead when I blow off my ting
Aim for the head, collarbone and chin
(No opera) No opera, when the S9 sings (nah)
Leave a pussy dead, or in the wing (shallow)
I love the pound 'cause it puts pricks in pain (pain)
Load up the ting someones ready to cook braids
Squeeze on the trigger like the last bit of tooth paste (squeeze)
I aim at your dome then I give you a shot face (bow)
If you fuck with Tiny Nuttie or my nigga Young Size (Nuttie)
You'll be, in the box but your soul in the sky (sky)
You'll be getting touched up, when the slugs start to cry (ragh)
'Cause the tray don't care nah it don't give blys (nah)
I will stab a nigga up, for my dawg Mason (Mace)
Niggas get touched in Somerleyton (dickhead)
'Cause they thought it was jokes that we were making
So Young Size went and let the S9 rape him (dickhead)

[Outro: Tiny Snap]
Yeah, Tiny Snap
Free Young Spen, Young Lap, Max
You dun know
Free up my niggas innit
Brants, Young Termz, Murder, Little Taz, Young Sykez
Free all the mandem innit
Opz, Young Spen, Max, Jones, Boost
Dun know, PYG fuck the rest of them
It's really getting peak trust me