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) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
We be the and vagina hiduz From the siders Rydas Whitey tighties ain't We be the rollers One more, we creezy mothafucka Smoke us natural street hustlas We be the sporters Stink of supporters In the Keys of Makin' on Motorolas (yea) We be platinum, gold Roles My rice and rolls can Po-po on We be the of stub stops No Stick you up, out the back Drop and out
While other bitches about The be on the street And we be it Check to see if I bankroll a rubber band If you a Ryda, then you like my fuckin' So now let's get this And do the we gotta do Find a head That the crew can run thru Sippin' on the Until the bottle low Send the freak bitch To the mothafuckin' (Take yo ass to the store) we ride out Bitch, you it's all the same When you fuckin' them ballers ho You can keep the (ching)
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Mothafucka)
Rydin' old golds don't come with no big big Shit You shoulda know you fuck wit from the hood They ain't talkin' shit They about suckas And emptin' In the mouth of a bitch who actin't right To any bitch-made nigga, you don't wanna five true Rydas Hot flow Two southwesters, three (Eastsiede!) Cell Block runnin' down 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 catch a ho Splatterin' ya ho Grave get dug It no low-low
My is Bullet (zeom) I be what is as a gangsta up in the hide-out And I ride out I put an eye out I'm in a black Bumpin' down the tinted Nuttin' but a gat out (Blahow) Boyz n da I'll be the cat in the seat Eyes buggin' With the branishin' heat Ya hear my pitter patter a mile away Head choke still fallin' down the day I be the (Yea!) Hidin' out on the Bustin' shots at for my Rydas dawgs (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 blow ya right out ya shoes
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
You ride out we get the slide out Heat we roll out the smoke out (Blahow) Rydas dumpin' run for cover When we on block Duck low (Nice!)
I even think twice about buckin' the vice (Blahow) You wanna bang the berries Be to pay the price (Blahow) I'll walk up and blow a in you face Before body even hit the floor (haha) I'm without a trace because I'm slippery, like hickery, dickery, dock When I cock the Psychopathic hidin' out (what) like a wet cigarette Start the Blazer up and out
low, ride now Like prime And all bitches in the skies Better open they Before the Rydas Roll out in the truck 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 cheese Buckle knees you car keys (Errt) Bumpin' to in your whip Bitch, ride out on (mothafucka)
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Mothafucka)
Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)