[Steele]

Walkin down the street, watchin you, clockin me

Could it be because I'm magnetic, yet it gives me a fuckin headache

Cuz it's pathetic when niggas jump on ya dick and sweat it

But it gets hectic, when I set it off, by sick jazz niggas pop stressin

Smif-N-Wessun, from the corner of my red eyes, I peeped you

But you don't know, cuz I rock my rag real low, move slow

Cuz you might get moved on, can't even get my crews on

Without niggas puttin they screws on, shit ain't cool son

Cuz soon one day I feel I'm gonna have to lay somebody for real

A deal is, but Steele is strictly business

So when dick riders slide around, I dismiss shit

And get wit, Boot Camp Clik, how we flip shit

On the regular, forever stay on our own dick



[Chorus: Tek]

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you twist up ganja

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you big money spender

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, you no follower

Lick off a shot, you no dick rider

Lick off a shot, for Jah Rastafari



[Tek]

I'm pullin you're coats to the side of the block, we've all been to

See them on the corner when you're lookin out ya window

The dick riders, on Dick Riders Boulevard

You'se that large, and even got to look hard

You got a couple probably at the crib as we speak

In ninety now, ain't no woman town for the weak

Don't laugh though, stress'll make a nigga hurt somethin

Precede to get some yard weed cuz the dred is pumpin

And as I approach and greetin by my cuz Roach