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[Chorus: Robin] He's a riddla aaaaaaaa The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa What nigga? [Verse 1: South Park Mexican] Silently I receive my degree I got my masters in dope fiend psychiatry Like the weed my brain buzzin' like a bee Flyin' free I only fear sobriety Shy police Invadin' my privacy We set alot in court They take my bribery Finally I let this irony inspire me They dyin' violently Really just tryin' to be Society denyin' me So my probity Is flippin' ghetto ivory Oh my dear diary My hood is firey They admire me. Will I die a G or build a fuckin' dynasty? Letras de canciones[Chorus x4: Robin] [Breakdown: Rasheed] It's the Riddla' On Da Roof Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth It's the Riddla' On Da Roof An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth. [x2] [Rasheed talking:] Yeah that's right it's your boy Rasheed All the way from the North Philadelphia ghettos To the South Park slums Representin' in that Dope House with my man The South Park Mexican Say Los break these fools off once again. [Verse 2: SPM] It's that vato with convo You know how the song go Keep my freak on so Watch for Santo Pronto Buck 'em Like a bronco Turn him to a John Doe I make your body need bondo I stomp hoes Pop pop those hallows A hard act to follow A fool named Carlos Y'all know my matto "Don't act like a star bro" If you talk don't pay your damn car note & although it's almost tomorrow Cept for sorrow Cause don't be a rap they can borrow I swallow a ballo Back to me lago & G's hollerin' bravo Gettin' smoked like a Marlbro. [Chorus x2: Robin] [Breakdown x2: Rasheed] [Verse 3: SPM] Ain't no sympathy in the street It's either him or me Officially he the man that can get with me Nigga please My trigger squeeze come the killer bees Figure these the last days why stick wit G's Initially my millimi make 'em history Clinically approved to kill that ass instanly Spill the beans & get in between my guillotine As Bitches fiend for my dope like nicotine Sippin' lean it all started with the triple beam Competion tell me. Are you listening? It's the king Livin' life like Pistol Pete With me so heat That'll leave yo' body incomplete Epidemy of a mental facility I take your nuts & hang 'em on my Christmas tree Simpily I don't slip but I'm slippery Unseen like the n-tity Really be sick of beat I disagree wit your trickery Blast like Yosemite Smoke 'em like hickory Industry Your fittin' to see my embassy Critically acclaimed forever yo' mystery. [Robin:] He's a Riddla'. He's a Riddla'. [Bridge x2: Rasheed] [Breakdown: Rasheed] It's the Riddla' On Da Roof Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth. It's the Riddla' On Da Roof An eye for an eye A tooth for a tooth. [x2] [Rasheed:] A tooth for a tooth. For a tooth. [Robin:] He's a Riddla'. Riddla'. Riddla'. The muthafuckin' Riddla'. Oh. He's a Riddla'. Riddla'. The muthafuckin' Riddla'. Riddla'. (Thanks to miketorres1991 for correcting these lyrics) From Letras Mania