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Psychopathic up in that bitch ass, mutha fucka
Trigga
When you see us coming, the fuck around
And get the on
Lil
Speak on these

I drop gangsta
my gangsta click
And on the otherside
my dick
Now with my gangsta
And walk
I gangsta shit
Everytime I
Now what you mutha fuckas know a Ryda in black?
Who be invested all his chedda on these and gats
I got ammunition to the fuckin' drama whenever
Who talk shit, where it's at, bitch whatever
Who test me, simply get your wig pushed back
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 shit (mutha fucka!)

(Whut!)
(Whut!)
Where you at
We be out the cut
all
Gangsta
all
Gangsta shit, (and we) married to the game and we hates to
Y'all bitch ass niggas like you know a mu-fucka
Rydin' n my shit
I'ma thug
Bitch, this shit 4 life fucka
Bullet, let these fuckas know summ

Look at my
like bump bump bumpin'
Psychopathic
dump dumpin'
Jump jumpin up, everybody's
King Kong Ryda
comin
Strompin on
Crushin' on
Can I be at one from a Ryda, (heeey)
I don't your set
Fuck hood
your baby mamma
And ya know I could,
I leave you missin like Twin (ugh)
deep in a cave wit dem rats and bats
My is Bullet
Soul gonna pierce brain
Sever your and leave your limbs dinglin'
Dis is gangsta shit, this is all I
So when I show up, open the safe and hit the (Yayeah!)

(Whut!)
(Whut!)
you at y'all?
We be out the cut
all
Gangsta
all
Gangsta shit, (and we) to the game and we hates to quit

Man, for all you bitch ass niggas out there loud
Friendly and shit
Y'all need to do us all a mutha fuckin'
Shut the up!
Full Clip, these niggas

(dump)
(blaugh)
(whistle)
Pop (pop)
That be the Psychopathic at the Moma Cop
And it stop, fizzle cleazay
Sprung get popped with a swizzle greasy
Fo
We tha D
East to the West
And in between
We seen
Unless we in a code
Hoods and black
Foot bank rolls

We the hardest
Kickin' shit
Any bitches that oppose can eat a fat
I'm out fo the
So better freeze
And when we on yo block go and the police
Fool, I get out the corner, pull the heat from my
Cock the back and let one go in yo face
And leave yo mutha body lyin on the floor
And wait with the 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 game and we hates to

From south side
To Houston's Fifth
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 get your hands up
Put petty cash up
The Rydas want the
And all the shit the mattress
Drop, get on the
make me have to get yo ho's
Cause if I do they'll find your body in time zone
Mind blown with this gangsta (gangsta)
Have your whole block blown ta
Then fuck bitch
I'm on thug shit
On the corner, hustle drug shit
Rydin' with my
shots at punk ass kids (blah!!!)
Ain't nobody game us
We to bust
We love da
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 hates to

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

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