Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

Psychopathic Rydas up in that bitch ass, fucka
deep
When you see us coming, turn the around
And get the on
Lil
on these fools

I drop gangsta
With my click
And on the otherside
Suck my
Now with my gangsta
And gangsta
I gangsta shit
I talk
Now what you mutha know bout a Ryda in black?
Who be invested all his chedda on these and gats
I got to bring the fuckin' drama whenever
Who wanna shit, where it's at, bitch whatever
Who wanna test me, get your wig pushed back
Me and my four Ryda homies ready for the
And if ya we coming full
You grab your grip
Cause Lil and the Rydas
On gangsta shit (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
Y'all ass niggas actin' like you know a mu-fucka
Rydin' n my shit
Bitch thug
Bitch, this 4 life mutha fucka
Bullet, let these mutha fuckas know

Look at my
It's like bump bump
Psychopathic
Dump dumpin'
jumpin up, everybody's runnin'
King Ryda Daddy
comin
Strompin on
Crushin' on
Can I be at one from a Ryda, (heeey)
I don't respect set
Fuck hood
Fuck your mamma
And ya I could, bitch
I leave you missin like Gats (ugh)
Lost deep in a cave wit dem rats and
My is Bullet
Soul gonna pierce brain
Sever your spine and leave limbs dinglin'
Dis is shit, this is all I know
So when I show up, open the safe and hit the (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 there talkin
and sayin' shit
Y'all need to do us all a mutha fuckin'
the fuck up!
Full Clip, fuck these

(dump)
(blaugh)
(whistle)
Pop (pop)
That be the Psychopathic at the Moma Cop
And it don't stop, fizzle
Sprung get popped with a swizzle greasy
Fo
We tha D
to the West Side
And in between
We seen
Unless we in a dress
and black trunks
Foot thick rolls

We the hardest
Kickin' gangsta
Any that oppose 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, the heat from my waist
the hammer back and let one go in yo face
And leave yo mutha fuckin body lyin on the
And wait with the Rydas to end the law (Psychopatchic!)

(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

From Chicago's south
To Fifth Ward
Watts, Central
All of shit, on and on
We it all
The
The
Foe Foe, wit it man.

Bitch, you learnt?
don't die
Foe Foe
Smokin' choke and stayin'
All you ho's get your up
Put your petty up
The Rydas the safe
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 another time
Mind blown this gangsta shit (gangsta)
Have your whole blown ta bits
Then fuck your
I'm on thug shit
On the corner, hustle drug shit
Rydin' my homies
Bustin' shots at punk ass (blah!!!)
Ain't nobody like us
We to bust
We love da
And watch you gush

(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

Yea bitch, married to the fucking game!
That's some gangsta shit, mutha faacko
That's Bullet, Foe Foe, Clip, Lil' Shank, and I'm Cell Block
Psychopathic fucka (Ye-ah!)

Detroit's, infamous, Psychopatchic
Back...10 feet deep up in that ass
Foe Foe, Cell Block, Lil' Shank, Clip, and Bullet
Ryden Dirty, fuckaaa!
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