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Joe Moses

Stand Up For Ryan

 

Stand Up For Ryan

(album: Westside II - 2020)


What?

What you gon' do when your pockets empty?
Get out and get it, we gotta ball
Don't need no sympathy
What you gon' do when it's time to move?
Strap all my niggas, it's wartime
We gotta keep a tool
Dirty weapons, scabby ass kids
Teach them a lesson, fake flexing
Get on my knees, show 'em a blessing
Keep protection (What?)
Been holding it down since adolescence
I address it, gotta stand tall like a concession
Fuck confessions, we don't do telling only progressing
Van Nessing, City of God, we're cross western
Blood section, hop out on foot
You won't catch 'em, fuck wrestling
AR-15, we shoot opps (Brrrrat)
Twenty to zero the set hot, been a block (Block)
Fuck all them hoes they all opps, red drops (Drop)
Blood in my veins, I'm like Pops, keep mops (Mop)
Catch 'em and shoot, we Rick Fox, let it rock (Rock)
They telling for clout, niggas is scandalous
Savage shit, king of my city, nigga, Los Angeles
Vanish quick, there go the cherry tops and P.O's
Hide the strap, ain't tryna do five with C.O.'s
Bust back stand up for Ryan, it's no silent
Tired of marching, we gon' get violent
Its' no hiding (What), Trayvon all in my pen
I'm going in, hit the yard
Mainline, nigga, when hit the pen (J.M.)
54th, Deuce Line, baby, the set made me
Moma ain't raise no pussy, that nigga brazy
Daddy ain't raise no punk, say what you want (Want)
Rappers, where they be on the front
When its going up? (forreal)
Frank White gave me a chopper and two semis (Frank)
K.O. said it better be empty, nigga, you with it? (Facts)
I was gon' get rich or die tryna get it
Welcome to the set, think I'm lying, come and visit (What?)
Bring' 'em to the Deuce, it get live tryna bick it (2nd)
Two bergs a day, we got weed, we got chickens
Two bodies a day, Channel 5 think it's sickening (What?)
Bess over the stove like I'm working with a Christian (Blood)
Blood on my kicks like I'm tryin on a Christian (Huh)
Marks can't hang, feel the rage and the tension (Huh)
Willie B, my nigga, only nigga that I'm missing (Facts)
Watch all of that tripping watch all of that dissing (dissin')
Internet niggas better stay up out my mentions (Facts)
Before I pull a old me and go up on a mission (Facts)
Nosey ass niggas just fishin, listen
Don't fuck wit NWB, we Killing, nigga

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