Ridin’ Dirty Intro lyrics

What's up, dawg?
Live from the motherf*ckin' pen, n*gga
It's your boy Smiznoke motherf*ckin' D, understands me?
But, uh, haha
I'm just chillin' out, dawg, it's rec downtime
I get treated like the motherf*ckin' pope up in here, n*gga
Due to the fact— ugh, oh sh*t
Yeah, due to the motherf*ckin' fact that I'm real
There's a lot of n*ggas in here, dawg
About hundred-twenty n*ggas
As you can hear, I don't ever get no peace
But I'm chargin' every motherf*cker I can when I get out there on the street
Once again, like before