Psychopathic Rydas up in that bitch ass, fucka deep When you see us coming, turn the fuck And get the on Lil on these fools
I gangsta shit my gangsta click And on the otherside Suck my Now with my gangsta And walk I spit shit Everytime I Now what you mutha fuckas know bout a in black? Who be invested all his chedda on these and gats I got to bring the fuckin' drama whenever Who wanna talk shit, where at, bitch whatever Who wanna test me, simply get your wig pushed Me and my four Ryda ready for the attack And if ya we coming full You better grab your Cause Lil Shank and the On some gangsta (mutha fucka!)
(Whut!) (Whut!) Where you at We be out the cut all Gangsta all Gangsta shit, (and we) to the game and we hates to quit bitch ass niggas actin' like you know a mu-fucka Rydin' n fuckin' my I'ma thug Bitch, this shit 4 life fucka Bullet, let mutha fuckas know summ
at my craw It's like bump bumpin' Ryda Dump dump Jump jumpin up, everybody's King Kong Ryda comin Strompin on Crushin' on Can I be at one a Ryda, dogg? (heeey) I respect your set Fuck your your baby mamma And ya I could, bitch I you missin like Twin Gats (ugh) Lost deep in a cave wit dem and bats My name is Soul gonna pierce your Sever your spine and leave your limbs Dis is gangsta shit, this is all I So when I show up, the safe and hit the floor (Yayeah!)
(Whut!) (Whut!) Where you at We be out the cut all Gangsta all Gangsta shit, (and we) married to the game and we to quit
Man, for all you bitch ass niggas out talkin loud Friendly and shit Y'all need to do us all a mutha favor Shut the up! Full Clip, fuck these
(dump) (blaugh) (whistle) Pop (pop) That be the Psychopathic at the Moma Cop And it don't stop, cleazay Sprung get popped with a swizzle greasy Fo We tha D East to the Side And in between We seen Unless we in a dress and black trunks Foot thick rolls
We the hardest Kickin' shit Any bitches that can eat a fat dick I'm out fo the So bitches freeze And when we on yo go and call the police Fool, I get out the corner, pull the heat my waist Cock the hammer back and let one go in yo And leave yo fuckin body lyin on the floor And with the Rydas to end with the law (Psychopatchic!)
(Whut!) (Whut!) Where you at We be out the cut all Gangsta all Gangsta shit, (and we) married to the and we hates to quit
From south side To Houston's Ward Watts, South All of shit, on and on We it all The The Foe Foe, wit it man.
Bitch, you learnt? Rydas die Foe Foe Smokin' and stayin' high All you ho's get your up Put your petty up The Rydas want the And all the shit the mattress Drop, get on the Don't me have to get yo ho's Cause if I do they'll find your body in time zone Mind with this gangsta shit (gangsta) Have your whole blown ta bits Then fuck bitch I'm on thug shit On the corner, sell drug shit Rydin' with my Bustin' shots at punk ass (blah!!!) Ain't nobody like us We to bust We da rust And you blood gush
(Whut!) (Whut!) Where you at We be out the cut all Gangsta all Gangsta shit, (and we) married to the game and we to quit
Yea bitch, married to the motha game! That's real gangsta shit, mutha faacko That's Bullet, Foe Foe, Full Clip, Lil' Shank, and I'm Block Psychopathic mutha (Ye-ah!)
Detroit's, infamous, Psychopatchic Back...10 deep up in that bitch ass Foe Foe, Cell Block, Lil' Shank, Clip, and Bullet Dirty, mutha fuckaaa! dis