Ride Out (Psychopathic Rydas)

psychoapthic rydas.. mother fucker.. ownin detriot rydas bitch! get yo motherfuckin hands up from new york.. to LA... RYDAS ride out (mother fucker!) RYDAS ride out (whut!) RYDAS ride out (Yeahhh boyeee) RYDAS ride out MOTHER FUCKER! we be the dick and vagina hiders from the back sidas, psychopathic rydas whitey tites aint 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 makin 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 thr 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 fuckin 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 sippin on the crissy till the bottle lookin low send the same freak bitch to the motherfuckin store then we ride out, bitch you know its all the same when you fuckin wit the ? hoe you can keep the change! ryden on folks dont come with no bitch shit bitch shit, you shoulda known you cant f**k with niggas from the hood aint about talkin shit they about robbin suckas and emptin clips in the mouth of a bitch who aint actin right who any bitch made nigga dont wanna fight with 5 true rydas high flow providers 3 south westaz 2 east sidaz (east siiiddeee!) 10 o clock rydin down the suckas with the heat out the window, bitch, steady blazin 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, splaterin your blood hoe grave get dug bitch it aint no love, hoe! my name is bullet and I be what is known as a gangsta shackin up in the hide out and when I ride out I put an eye out I'm in a black truck bumpin down the block windows tinted nothin but a gat hangin out! boyz in the hood, I be that cat in the back seat eyes buggin wide with the skully brandishin heat you hear my pitter patter from a mile away head chunks still fallin down the followin day I be the maniac! (yeahh)! hidin out on the roof bustin shots at cops for my ryda dogs (woof!) anybody wanna see me bring a magnifying glass cuz I hide in the shadows and bust a cap in your ass I'll be the killa youll see me o the 10 o clock news I put the barrel to your chest and blow your feet out your shoes! you better ride out before we get to slide out heat that we pull out unknown to smoke out rydas dumpin clips bitches run for cover when we on your block duck low, motherfucker! (nice!) I wont even think twice about buckin 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 cuz I'm slippery when I do my trickery its like hickery dickory dock when I cock the glock psychopathic ryda hidin out spark a wet ciggerate start the blazer up and ride out! low ridin 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 em shut the f**k up ryda love to the e-n-d we constantly jackin your beats and bankin all your cheese, please buckle your knees take your car keys ? your beats in your whip bitch, ride out on these!!! MOTHER FUCKER