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Bye Bye (Psychopathic Rydas)

Jumpsteady Tom Dub Patrick Jason Av Curt Billy Jeremy Pickles Steve Barry Mike E Jesse Mike C Nathan Stephen (Hooha hooha) Eric J Dirty Nathan Don Corleone I blow ya throat piece off (hey) And you gone spray blood everytime you cough Cuz I'ma murderer (Like That) And it's time your learned If you dance with tha devil Then yo ass get burned Affiliation Gang bang professional Me and yo murda was intentional Your momma gonna need theropy when you die Cuz I'ma sever your head And send yo momma yo eyiieaa Who wanna test a mutha fucka Bitch I'm the hardest Nigga in the hood Your rap part is my targets I'm scopin' ya out Red beam on yo forehead Bodies don't play I'm quick to leave ya dead Bitch we ain't broke We all about our cash And that's an ole mutha fucka Still talkin' trash I pull tha gat out And stick it in yo mouth And why you niggas cryin' The Rydas goin' all out Bye Bye These Rydas don't die Bye Byie C'mon killa come try Bye Bye Buckshot go boom Bye Byie Rydas in the room Betta watch yo back I got my gat cocked Right between yo ass and let it fly And watch your whole program drop I give a f**k I'm like a hit man Rydin' in trucks And I be bustin' mutha fuckas With these hot ass slugs I sold drugs fo to long Now I'm inta killin' shit Into bustin' hollow into bitches Who pop the helly lip Ryda Clique Fo Fo murdered the whole block Burn that bitch down Bitch ass niggas can eat a glock I spark one to yo chest Launch on the floor Forty poured out in your memory Whud you die for? Tryin' ta score Outta Full Clip's pocket That's why your heart is pullin' From the place of riot Any side-runner tryin' to undercut a Ryda Get blasted up and wild Than Tracy Lorde's vagina Cuz we wiser Than yo average gang bang hustla Kickin' up dust When I bust Ryde sumthin' ya Pucker up and kiss your ass goodbye All you none Rydin' mutha fuckas You can eat a dick and die What you know about a thug? What you know about a G? You ain't a Ryda mutha fucka You ain't shit to me No matter what those otha niggas try to tell ya tho Fuck you and yo skills And yo jaw gettin' broke If you ain't Fo Fo Bullet or Cell Block Full Clip or L'il Shank You can eat a cock Look at me Gangsta, Khakis and last Shotgun barrel to your mouth hole Blast Blow yo Adam's apple Into apple sauce Call yo momma And tell her bout her horrible loss But I guess...no...f**k Fuck yo lud Cuz I ran out And I bail out in a black truck I don't even wanna see yo face no more I'ma rip it off and then punch your skull Dumb mutha fucka Bring an eight ball for Sherm When you gonna learn That a Ryda let his pistol burn Contact a lawyer firm And get your wig broke Straps are flying To yo head, legs, chest, and throat Let it be known To the rest of your bitch crew Ain't no limitations Shit...who we run through You mutha fucka you Kiss yo momma with two from my ride (BUCK BUCK BUCK) Boom baby bye bye I see you bitches still don't know I let the gat do that talkin' When I'm balkin' at these punk ass hos Catch ya slippin' in my gunzone (Yayeaa) All alone Wit my beam on the tip of yo nose And there it goes blaugh Shootin' bitches For some back in the day Try ta rat a nigga out Now they buried away Niggas gettin' carried away (bye bye) On the strips With the white sheet Bitch ass nigga Now ya bug me 797 797 We are high in the sky We've located 5 suspects They are heading east bound on 7 mile They just crossed woodward Please respond 797, this is coral police responding We have units in pursuit at this time Once the suspects are apprehended We are going to suck their units Over Coral, this is 797 Be advised If the suspects ejactulate Save some for me Over