Luyện nghe bài hát Ryda Hata

Yeah!! what I'm sayin? Twin Gats, mothafuckin'
in this bitch....fuck yeah mothafucka...forever
and and ever...

Are you a Ryda hater? If so, you ain't
And I'll tell it to yo'
When I'm the clip

You get the
And I'm fondling your
With my lips her tit
And my stickle in her
Now who she
The Ryda, now you it
I see that mark parked on my dog, it
it
Drop yo' off, I get inside her later
I a Mack-11 for all you bitch ass Ryda haters

If you a Ryda hater, you best check
Or get out with a left, right, left
Watch your
Hold breath
your heat
All by naked in the backseat
Of my car
You never who we are
Ridin' round the like some superstars
hard
Flappin' caps and cards
If you step, mothafucka let's go to war

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

a mothafucka?
You a mothafucka!
Just 'cause a brother got mothafucka?
What? Bitch! time that I check that chin
Apologize for it then check it
'Cause I'm no kinda
When I'm takin' a bottle of the
I might swerve your
That's how it goes for a
That hates I'm greater
Bullet be the exterminator

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

You can hate me because I like the wind
And leave yo' ass waitin' for love Cardigins
I'm a thug bitch, and I that way forever
Never spend no
On a bitch, no
Whatever the fuck you think you talkin'
But it's hard to hear yo' words with my up in
your
All hatin' shit is out
And I'm all up in this
Ryda for life and I never gon' switch

haters, what the fuck, yo, I can't stand em'
Talk shit behind my
And yo' lips get
Talk shit to my
Get whipped in the face
Thrown in the torture rack, your back placed
Gettin' maced in your eye, gets karate chopped
Cock the gat back, BLAM! You got
Run your over with my black truck
Hater ass stupid piece of shit thug!

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

If you a hater, you's a bitch ho
And no one really cares what mom thinks bro
'Cause it's all about the money, black and

So shut your mouth, get on knees, and take your

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

You's a chump see, flat out bitch, you shit
And for real though, yo' bitch ass'll die
Fuckin' the clique
Boo-yaaa!! We miss
Leave ya standin' still in a puddle of
a Ryda hata
So I ya
I'm mobbin' up on yo' set like a Invader
to contain ya
a rat
I'll smash ya my baseball bat
Because I'm like that
Bee-yatch!!