Motherfucker.. owning Detriot
Rydas bitch! Get your motherfucking hands up
From New York.. to L.A...
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RYDAS, ride out
(Motherfucker!)
RYDAS, ride out
(What!?!)
RYDAS, ride out
(Yeahhh boyeee)
RYDAS, ride out
MOTHERFUCKER!
We be the dick and vagina hiders
From the back sidas, Psychopathic Rydas
Whitey tites ain't tighta
We be the cheeba rollers
Along with crissy guzzlers
Bitch motherfucker smoke up
Natural born street hustlas
We be the hatchet sporterz
Stick up kid supporters
In the keys of Florida
Making deals on morotolas
We be draped in platinum gold
Jet black rolls, more royce than rolls can hold
Po-po on pay roll
We be the holders at snub stops
No doubt stick you up
Make out the back route
And ride out!
While other bitches seem about it
The Rydas on the street
And we be about it
Check to see and we find
The mad bank roll with the rubber band
If you a ryda then you like my fucking brother man
So lets get this chedder and do these thangs we gotta do
Find a chicken head that the whole crew can run through
Sipping on the crissy till the bottle looking low
Send the same freak bitch to the motherfucking store
Then we ride out, bitch you know it's all the same
When you fucking with the ? hoe you can keep the change!
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Ryden on folks don't come with no bitch shit
Bitch shit, you shoulda known you can't fuck with
Niggas from the hood ain't about talking shit
They about robbing suckas
And empting clips
In the mouth of a bitch
Who ain't acting right
Who any bitch made nigga dont wanna fight
With five true Rydas high flow providers
Three south westas
Two eastsidas (east siiiddeee!)
10 o' clock riding down the suckas with the heat
Out the window, bitch, steady blazing indo
Take a puff and pass it to my homies (right here right here)
Cock the gat and unload on all on you phonies
Catch a slug hoe, splatering your blood hoe
Grave get dug bitch it ain't no love, hoe!
My name is Bullet
And I be what is known as a gangsta
Shacking up in the hide out
And when I ride out
I put an eye out
I'm in a black truck bumping down the block
Windows tinted
Nothing but a gat hanging out
Boys in the hood, I be that cat in the back seat
Eyes bugging wide with the skully brandishing heat
You hear my pitter patter from a mile away
Head chunks still falling down the following day
I be the maniac! (yeahh)!
Hiding out on the roof
Busting shots at cops
For my Ryda dogs (woof!)
Anybody wanna see me?
Bring a magnifying glass
Cause I hide in the shadows
And bust a cap in your ass
I'll be the killa
You'll see me on the 10 o' clock news
I put the barrel to your chest and blow your feet out your shoes!
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You better ride out
Before we get to slide out
Heat that we pull out
Unknown to smoke out
Rydas dumping clips
Bitches run for cover
When we on your block
Duck low, motherfucker! (nice!)
I won't even think twice
About bucking the vice
You wanna bang with the berries?
Be prepared to pay the price (POW!)
I walk up and blow a hole in your face
Before your body even hits the floor
I'm gone without a trace
Cause I'm slippery
When I do my trickery
It's like hickery dickory dock
When I cock the glock
Psychopathic Ryda hiding out
Spark a wet ciggerate
Start the blazer up and ride out!
Low riding out like ridemous prime
And all in the skies better open their eyes
Before the trigger happy rydas
Roll out in the black trucks
Keep my name outa your mouth and tell them
Shut the fuck up
Ryda love to the e-n-d
We constantly jacking your beats
And banking all your cheese, please
Buckle your knees take your car keys
? your beats in your whip bitch, ride out on these!!!
MOTHERFUCKER
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