Hey yo, Ricky was a young boy who hated school
The only fun he ever knew was to break the rules
Monkey see, monkey do
Now Ricky was the fool, but he didn't really see it
Cause he thought he's being cool
Now Ricky went to class and he learned to talk back
And if a person talked back, then he got his jaw cracked
The motto of this kid was to start * quick
And if you didn't follow it, then you got your wigs split
Now school was for dummies cause he hustled his way
The only one to make that money, so he fronted all day
And he was dreaming of a whip and a bitch to go
Ricky wanted in the game and all the kids to know
That he was not to be trusted
Not to be * with
Not to be hustled or the others thinking, suck dick
Ricky was the type to work hard and earn a rep
And pretty soon he learned to talk in terms of threats
Ricky wanted all work his way in the block
He wouldn't fall and went straight to the top
He was learning all the tricks and the ways to get paid
He wanted C for A, A for S, A for H
Ricky wanted all work his way in the block
He wouldn't fall and went straight to the top
He was learning all the tricks and the ways to get paid
He wanted C for A, A for S, A for H
Now Ricky and his boys thought they had respect
That they were kings of the streets and they stacked them chicks
They were breaking into houses, grabbing anything in sight
Getting used to the idea of doing anything they like
And every night, they were getting into troubles and fights
Busting anybody's carriage cause they loving the fight
They would look you up and trash your car
Beat a drunk * up and then go smashing a bar
Now Ricky and his crew, they control the block
They always one step ahead as opposed to the cops
Doing drugs, hitting clubs, chasing chickens till they die
And Ricky here felt great but he was listening to lies
But Ricky didn't notice cause this Ricky wanted more
So he challenged anybody, not afraid to start a war
And he didn't give a * cause Ricky said he's gonna make it
If he doesn't come for free, you're damn right he's gonna take
But if Ricky wanted all, worked his way in the block
Hip, hip, he wouldn't fall and went straight to the top
He was learning all the tricks and the ways to get paid
He wanted C, F for A, F for S, F for H
But if Ricky wanted all
He wouldn't fall and went straight to the top
He was learning all the tricks and the ways to get paid
He wanted C, F for A, F for S, F for H
Now Ricky went ahead and stepped his game up a notch
And by now every youngin knew his name on the block
He had fame, he had rocks cause he started slinging drugs
And it was deep into the * plus he was bringing it to thugs
It was fat bucks, kung fu flicks and nunchucks
Pretty ladies by they side, disposal of dumb fucks
Now Ricky had it all and he thought he was the man
But he was wrong, he was the man






But he started getting paranoid and caught up in the band
Now it's no turning back, gotta earn that cash
See Ricky and his boys they were learning fast
He was dressed for success with the flyers of gear
And whenever in the club somebody's buying him beer
But some people didn't like that Ricky's doing it big
But Ricky didn't care, he's probably screwing their chicks
And one night when he was driving home this girl that he was humping
Put the pedal to the metal but his brakes didn't function
So who the hell is going to give me any cash?
I need a job, Johnny.
He gets every * cent I take in now.
All the time watching him at the dig to the principal.
He owns half the paper on my joint.
Pretty soon he's just going to own the whole goddamn thing.
I need back in the game, Johnny.
And I know you always plan it ahead.