Psychopathic Yah Yah We own Bitch, put you hands up Detroit, New York, LA, Florida,
Rydas out (Mothafucka) ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) ryde out (Mothafucka)
We be the dick and hiduz From the siders Rydas Whitey tighties tighter We be the cheeva One more, we creezy Bitch Smoke us natural born hustlas We be the hatchet Stink of kiss In the Keys of Makin' deals on (yea) We be platinum, gold Jet-black My rice and rolls can Po-po on We be the holders of stub No you up, make out the back Drop and out
While bitches dream about The Rydas be on the And we be it Check to see if I demand With a band If you a Ryda, you like my fuckin' brother-man So now let's get cheddar And do the we gotta do Find a head That the whole can run thru Sippin' on the the bottle lookin' low Send the same bitch To the store (Take yo ass to the store) we ride out Bitch, you know it's all the When you with them ballers ho You can the change (ching)
Rydas out (Whut) Rydas 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 the hood They ain't about talkin' They about suckas And clips In the mouth of a bitch who actin't right To any nigga, you don't wanna fight five true Rydas Hot providers Two southwesters, three (Eastsiede!) Cell runnin' down sucka with the heat Out the bitch (Blah) blazin' indo Take a and pass it to my homies (Right here, right hea!) that gat and unload on all you phonies (Plah!) You catch a ho ya blood ho Grave get dug It ain't no
My is Bullet (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' down the 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 from a mile away choke still fallin' down the following day I be the (Yea!) Hidin' out on the Bustin' shots at cops for my Rydas (Whoof!) Anybody see me a magnifyin' glass 'cause I in the shadows And a cap in you ass I be the (Bluah) You see me on the ten news put a barrel to your chest And ya feet right out ya shoes
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
You ride out we get the slide out Heat we roll out the smoke out (Blahow) Rydas clips Bithces run for we on your block low mothafucka (Nice!)
I won't even think about buckin' the vice (Blahow) You wanna bang the berries Be to pay the price (Blahow) I'll walk up and 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, I cock the glock Psychopathic Ryda out (what) like a wet cigarette Start the up and ride out
Ride low, now Riderman's prime And all them in the skies Better open eyes the trigga-happy Rydas Roll out in the black Keep my out of your mouth And tell 'em to shut the up (fuck up)
Ryda love the E-N-D We your beats And bankin' on your Buckle your Take you car (Errt) Bumpin' to beats in whip Bitch, ride out on (mothafucka)
Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Mothafucka)