Luyện nghe bài hát Ryda Hata

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

Are you a Ryda hater? If so, you shit
And I'll tell it to yo'
When I'm the clip

You get the
And I'm fondling chick
With my lips her tit
And my in her clit
Now who she
The Ryda, now you it
I see that mark on my dog, chasin' it
it
Drop yo' off, I get inside her later
I pack a for all you bitch ass Ryda haters

If you a Ryda hater, you check yo'self
Or get out with a left, right, left
Watch step
your breath
Drop heat
All by yourself in the backseat
Of my car
You never who we are
Ridin' round the city like superstars
Pimpin'
caps and pullin' cards
If you wanna step, mothafucka go to war

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

a mothafucka?
You a mothafucka!
'cause a brother got butter mothafucka?
What? Bitch! It's time I check that chin
Apologize for it check it again
I'm no kinda friend
When I'm takin' a of the rose
I might swerve your
That's how it goes for a
That that I'm greater
Bullet be the hater

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

You can hate me I ride like the wind
And leave yo' ass for love like Cardigins
I'm a thug bitch, and I been that way
spend no cheddar
On a bitch, no
Whatever the you think you talkin' about
But it's hard to hear yo' words my dick up in
your
All hatin' shit is out
And I'm all up in bitch
Ryda for life and I ain't never gon'

Ryda haters, what the fuck, yo, I stand em'
shit behind my back
And yo' lips get
Talk shit to my
Get whipped in the face
Thrown in the torture rack, your back placed
Gettin' in your eye, throat gets karate chopped
the gat back, BLAM! You got dropped
Run your body over with my truck
Hater ass stupid motherfuckin' of shit thug!

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

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

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

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

You's a see, flat out bitch, you ain't shit
And for real though, yo' bitch die quick
Fuckin' with the
Boo-yaaa!! We won't
ya standin' still in a puddle of piss
You's a hata
So I ya
I'm mobbin' up on yo' set like a Invader
to contain ya
a rat
I'll ya with my baseball bat
Because I'm Rose that
Bee-yatch!!