Ride Out - Psychopathic Rydas



Psychopathic Rydas

Yah Yah

Mothafucka

We own Detroit

Bitch, put you mothafuckin' hands up

Detroit, New York, LA, Florida, Boston



Rydas ryde out (Mothafucka)

Rydas ryde out (Whut)

Rydas ryde out (Yeah boy)

Rydas ryde out (Mothafucka)







We be the dick and vagina hiduz

From the back siders

Psychopathic Rydas

Whitey tighties ain't tighter

We be the cheeva rollers

One more, we creezy guzzlers

Bitch mothafucka

Smoke us natural born street hustlas

We be the hatchet sporters

Stink of kiss supporters

In the Keys of Florida

Makin' deals on Motorolas (yea)

We be drapin' platinum, gold

Jet-black Roles

My rice and rolls can hold

Po-po on payroll

We be the holders of stub stops

No doubt

Stick you up, make out the back

Drop and ride out



While other bitches dream about

The Rydas be on the street

And we be about it

Check to see if I demand bankroll

With a rubber band

If you a Ryda, then you like my fuckin' brother-man

So now let's get this cheddar

And do the things we gotta do

Find a chicken head

That the whole crew can run thru

Sippin' on the crissy

Until the bottle lookin' low

Send the same freak bitch

To the mothafuckin' store (Take yo ass to the store)

Then we ride out

Bitch, you know it's all the same

When you fuckin' with them ballers ho

You can keep the change (ching)



Rydas ryde out (Whut)

Rydas ryde out (Yeah boy)

Rydas ryde out (Whut)

Rydas ryde out (Mothafucka)



Rydin' old golds don't come with no big shit big Shit

You shoulda know you can't fuck wit

Niggas from the hood

They ain't about talkin' shit-ac



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