Luyện nghe bài hát Ryda Hata

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

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

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

If you a Ryda hater, you best yo'self
Or get out with a left, right, left
your step
Hold breath
your heat
All by yourself naked in the
Of my car
You never who we are
round the city like some superstars
Pimpin'
Flappin' caps and cards
If you wanna step, let's go to war

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

Hate a
You a mothafucka!
Just 'cause a got butter mothafucka?
What? Bitch! It's time that I that chin
Apologize for it then check it
I'm no kinda friend
When I'm takin' a of the rose
I might swerve your
That's how it for a hater
That that 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 ride the wind
And leave yo' ass waitin' for like Cardigins
I'm a thug bitch, and I been way forever
Never no cheddar
On a bitch, no
the fuck you think you talkin' about
But it's to hear yo' words with my dick up in
mouth
All that shit is out
And I'm all up in bitch
Ryda for life and I ain't never switch

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

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

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

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