Psychopathic Yah Yah We own Bitch, put you mothafuckin' up Detroit, New York, LA, Florida,
Rydas out (Mothafucka) ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) ryde out (Mothafucka)
We be the dick and vagina From the back Psychopathic Whitey tighties ain't We be the cheeva One more, we creezy Bitch Smoke us natural street hustlas We be the sporters of kiss supporters In the of Florida deals on Motorolas (yea) We be platinum, gold Jet-black My rice and rolls can Po-po on We be the of stub stops No Stick you up, out the back and ride out
While other bitches dream The Rydas be on the And we be it Check to see if I demand With a rubber If you a Ryda, then you like my fuckin' So now let's get this And do the things we do a chicken head That the whole can run thru on the crissy Until the bottle low the same freak bitch To the mothafuckin' (Take yo ass to the store) we ride out Bitch, you it's all the same When you fuckin' with them ho You can keep the (ching)
Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
Rydin' old golds come with no big shit big Shit You know you can't fuck wit Niggas from the They ain't talkin' shit about robbin' suckas And clips In the mouth of a who ain't actin't right To any bitch-made nigga, you wanna fight five true Rydas Hot providers Two southwesters, three (Eastsiede!) Cell Block down sucka with the heat Out the bitch (Blah) Steady indo Take a puff and pass it to my homies (Right here, hea!) Cock that gat and unload on all you (Plah!) You a slug ho ya blood ho Grave get dug It ain't no
My name is (zeom) I be what is known as a Shackin' up in the And when I out I put an eye out I'm in a truck Bumpin' the block windows Nuttin' but a gat out (Blahow) Boyz n da I'll be the cat in the back Eyes wide the skully branishin' heat Ya hear my pitter patter from a mile Head choke still down the following day I be the (Yea!) Hidin' out on the Bustin' shots at cops for my dawgs (Whoof!) wanna see me Bring a magnifyin' 'cause I hide in the And a cap in you ass I be the (Bluah) You see me on the ten o'clock put a barrel to your chest And ya feet right out ya shoes
Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
You ride out Before we get the out Heat that we out the smoke out (Blahow) Rydas dumpin' Bithces run for When we on block low mothafucka (Nice!)
I won't even think twice about the vice (Blahow) You wanna with the berries Be prepared to pay the (Blahow) I'll up and blow a hole in you face Before your body even hit the (haha) I'm gone without a because I'm slippery, It's like hickery, dickery, When I cock the Psychopathic hidin' out (what) It's like a wet the Blazer up and ride out
Ride low, now Like prime And all them bitches in the Better they eyes the trigga-happy Rydas Roll out in the truck Keep my name out of mouth And 'em to shut the fuck up (fuck up)
Ryda love until the We your beats And on your cheese Buckle your you car keys (Errt) Bumpin' to beats in your Bitch, out on these (mothafucka)
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)