Sunset Rydas

[Intro: Sweet Daddy Coconut]
We got a request out here with the sunshine shinin' out in the hood
Said they wanna hear somethin' sweet, somethin' to watch the sun go down to
So uh, turn your shit back up for this one here
Sunset ridin', here it goes

[Verse 1: Sawed Off]
It's 80 degrees in the D, let the night begin
Rollin' through the pig pickin' with a gang of friends
40 oz., fat sack, pocket full of ends
In the hood, sunset ridin' work's put in
It's time to kick it with the homies that be down for life
And reminisce for all the rydas that ain't here tonight
So get your tank filled up, 'cause it's time to roll
With my sounds full-blast and a bitch to go

[Verse 2: Lil' Shank]
Twenty dollars on pump two, turn it down bitch? Fuck you
I like to crank my jams loud as I can, understand?
The sun is about to set, got me a 40, finna get wet
And ghost ride into the barbecue to smoke with ghetto vets
I'ma fix me a plate with potato salad, everything
A half a slab of baby backs, fist full of chicken wing
Feelin' good, now I'm watchin' knuckleheads shootin' hoop
Finna get into the dice game and punk these fools for all they loot

[Chorus: Cell Block, Full Clip, Foe Foe, Sawed Off]
Truck black (Right here!), where the gat? (Right here!)
All my rydas, if you with me, where you at? (Right here!)
I'm a gangsta, even when the sun shines
And when it goes down, I go for mines
Truck black (Right here!), where the gat? (Right here!)
All my rydas, if you with me, where you at? (Right here!)
I'm a gangsta, even when the sun shines
And when it goes down, I go for mines

[Verse 3: Foe Foe]
What up, playa? What they cookin' over there?
I'm stuck at the car wash and you know they don't care
I'm trying to get me a plate for the rest of the rydas
And let me eat all the barbecue in the place
Sauce around my face is how I picture me
Covered in baked beans, another plate, please
I got to say these summertime days amaze me
But when the sun sets, it's time to get crazy

[Verse 4: Full Clip]
When the sun go down, shit go down on my block
Bitches' titties shined up my truck, didn't miss one spot
And the smell of them 'cue ribs is thick in the air
Takin' potshots at them cops and don't nobody care
The game's on the tube, a circle of fools rollin' dice
Got a little somethin' on my arm, and that little somethin's nice
Besides the glare of chrome, all they see my whip on black
Tonight seems so right, even grandma tippin' back

[Chorus: Cell Block, Full Clip, Foe Foe, Sawed Off]
Truck black (Right here!), where the gat? (Right here!)
All my rydas, if you with me, where you at? (Right here!)
I'm a gangsta, even when the sun shines
And when it goes down, I go for mines
Truck black (Right here!), where the gat? (Right here!)
All my rydas, if you with me, where you at? (Right here!)
I'm a gangsta, even when the sun shines
And when it goes down, I go for mines

[Verse 5: Yung Dirt]
Candy paint drippin' like a slit wrist
Fresh pair of kicks, G-stars and it's time to dip
Grab the AK and the MP5
When the sun goes down, you know these thugs get live
But I ain't out lookin' for no drama in the hood
If you keep it real with me, then the shit'll be all good
I will just hand it to the barbecue, over at my Ma Nim's
Kickin', eat some chicken, fill my cup to the brim

[Verse 6: Bullet]
Hot wax mode and my trucks all clean and
To my ho's house, I must be dreamin'
Food on the fire, 40s in the fridge
And her momma's got her shitty-butt kids
After the food, I'll take you to a movie
Unless I pass out first again, excuse me
Backyard lawn chair, receivin' a hummer
Sunset ridin', I love the summer

[Chorus: Cell Block, Full Clip, Foe Foe, Sawed Off]
Truck black (Right here!), where the gat? (Right here!)
All my rydas, if you with me, where you at? (Right here!)
I'm a gangsta, even when the sun shines
And when it goes down, I go for mines
Truck black (Right here!), where the gat? (Right here!)
All my rydas, if you with me, where you at? (Right here!)
I'm a gangsta, even when the sun shines
And when it goes down, I go for mines

[Verse 7: Cell Block]
Turn the key on the ignition (Start it up), brand new expedition
Ridin' clean [?] with my rims and system
Sunset ridin' on a mission
Got the chickenheads scatterin' to the park, nothin's missin'
Cuz the Rydas showin' up, so they party with goons
And it's all goin' down under the moon
The 'cue's going on, look you're up
Got the weed-brewin' syrup, so hurr' up!

[Bridge]
(And at the end of the day)
[Bullet]
I ride off into the sunset

(And at the end of the day)
[Foe Foe]
I ride off into the sunset

(And at the end of the day)
[Full Clip]
I ride off into the sunset

(And at the end of the day)
[Lil' Shank]
I ride off into the sunset

(And at the end of the day)
[Cell Block]
I ride off into the sunset

(And at the end of the day)
[Sawed Off]
I ride off into the sunset

(And at the end of the day)
[Yung Dirt]
I ride off into the sunset

(And at the end of the day)

[Outro: Sweet Daddy Coconut]
You're still listening to 187.bitch
Welcome back to Ryda Radio, mutha facko
It's been a long day of ridin' and you know you tired
How you know you done spent your whole day washin' and waxin' your ride, workin', bustin' your ass for the middle class, maybe cuttin' your grass
But you're sittin' back and smokin' some grass like a true player
Well the sun's going down off on the horizon, so it's time to get live and unwind
It's a real cool 95 degrees outside and it's hot enough to cook an egg on a hooker's titty
But you know how that go, I just took a caller, told me that it's sweet outside
I said it might be ya titty or maybe it's just that open pit
KC Masterpiece, or that Baby Ray's on the glaze
Gon' brush me up, Mr. Dr. Barbecue-on-the-grills-of-steel
Maybe you can fix a plate for your big homie
Don't forget to fix one up for me
Sweet Daddy, you know the rest
Call me Coconut, back door ryda, finger in ya butt, ya feel me?
She did, don't sweat it kid, the game is a work in progress
And right now, we all finna take a b-lunch break
Go ahead 'n get saucy. We'll be right back on 187.bitch
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