Letras:South Park. Hustle Town. Riddla on Da Roof.

[chorus: robin]
He's a riddla aaaaaaaa
The muthafuckin riddla aaaaaaaa

[verse 1: spm
Silently
I receive my degree
I got my basterds in dope fiend psychiatry
Light the weed my brain buzzin like a bee
Flyin free I only fear sobriety
Shy police
raiding my privacy
We settle out court
They take my bribery
Finally I let this irony inspire me
They dying violently
Realla jus tryin to be
Society denying me
So my probity
Is flippin ghetto ivory
Oh my dear diary
My hood is fiery
They admire me
Will I die a g or build a fucking dynasty

[chorus: robin]
Repeat 4x

[bridge: rasheed]
It's the riddla on the roof
Rose from the bottom came to speak the truth
It's the riddla on the roof
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Repeat 2x

[rasheed talking]
Yeah that's right it's ya 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 (Saint in English)
Pronto buckin
Like a bronco
Turn him to a john doe
I make ya body need bondo
I stomp fools
Pop pop those hallows
A hard act to follow
A fool named carlos
Ya know my motto
"don't act like a star bro"

If ya talk don't pay ya damn car note
And although it's almost tomorrow
Cept for sorrow
Cause don't be a rap they can borrow
I swallow a palo (Stick in English)
Back to me lago (lake in English)
And g's hollerin bravo
Getting smoked like a marlbaro

[chorus: robin]
Repeat 4x

[bridge: rasheed]
Repeat 2x

[verse 3: spm]
no sympathy in the street
It's either him or me
Officially aint a man that can get with me
Nigga please
My trigga squeeze come to killer bees
Figure these the last days why stick wit g's
Initially my millimi make em history
Clinically approved to kill that ass instantly
Spill the beans and get in between my guillotine as
Bitches fiend for my dope like nicotine
Sippin lean it all started with the triple beam
Completion tell me
Are you listening?
It's the king
Livin life like pistol Pete
With me some heat
That'll make yo body incomplete
epitome of a mental facility
I take ya nuts and hang em on my Christmas tree
Simpily I don't slip but I'm slippery
Unseen like the entity
Really be sick of beef
I disagree wit ya trickery
Blast like Yosemite
Smoke em like a hickory
Industry
Ya fixin to see my embassy
Critically acclaimed forever yo mystery

[chorus: robin]
Repeat 4x
[bridge: rasheed]
Repeat 2x

[rasheed]
A tooth for a tooth
A tooth for a tooth
[robin]
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa