Psychopathic Yah Yah We own Bitch, put you hands up Detroit, New York, LA, Florida,
Rydas out (Mothafucka) Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
We be the and vagina hiduz the back siders Psychopathic tighties ain't tighter We be the rollers One more, we guzzlers mothafucka Smoke us natural street hustlas We be the hatchet Stink of supporters In the of Florida Makin' on Motorolas (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 other bitches about The Rydas be on the And we be it Check to see if I demand a rubber band If you a Ryda, then you my fuckin' brother-man So now get this cheddar And do the things we do a chicken head That the whole crew can run Sippin' on the Until the bottle low Send the same bitch To the store (Take yo ass to the store) we ride out Bitch, you know all the same When you fuckin' with them ho You can the change (ching)
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
Rydin' old golds don't come with no big big Shit You shoulda you can't fuck wit Niggas from the They ain't about shit about robbin' suckas And emptin' In the mouth of a bitch who actin't right To any bitch-made nigga, you wanna fight With true Rydas Hot flow Two southwesters, eastsiders (Eastsiede!) Cell runnin' down sucka with the heat Out the bitch (Blah) blazin' indo Take a puff and it to my homies (Right here, right hea!) Cock that gat and unload on all you (Plah!) You catch a ho Splatterin' ya ho get dug bitch It no low-low
My name is (zeom) I be what is as a gangsta up in the hide-out And when I out I put an eye out I'm in a black down the block windows Nuttin' but a gat out (Blahow) n da hood I'll be the cat in the seat buggin' wide With the skully heat Ya hear my pitter patter from a mile Head still fallin' down the following day I be the (Yea!) out on the roof Bustin' shots at for my Rydas dawgs (Whoof!) wanna see me Bring a magnifyin' 'cause I in the shadows And a cap in you ass I be the (Bluah) You see me on the ten o'clock I'll put a barrel to your And blow ya feet out ya shoes
ryde out (Whut) Rydas 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 your low mothafucka (Nice!)
I even think twice about buckin' the vice (Blahow) You wanna with the berries Be to pay the price (Blahow) I'll walk up and blow a in you face Before your body even hit the (haha) I'm gone a trace because I'm slippery, It's hickery, dickery, dock I cock the glock Psychopathic Ryda out (what) It's like a wet Start the Blazer up and out
Ride low, now Like prime And all them bitches in the Better open eyes the trigga-happy Rydas Roll out in the black my name out of your mouth And 'em to shut the fuck up (fuck up)
Ryda love until the We your beats And on your cheese Buckle your Take you car (Errt) Bumpin' to beats in whip Bitch, ride out on (mothafucka)
ryde out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Mothafucka)
Rydas out (Whut) Rydas out (Yeah boy) Rydas out (Whut) ryde out (Mothafucka)