Psychopathic Rydas

Psychopathic Rydas - Ryda Hata lyrics

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Yeah!! Know what I'm sayin? Twin Gats, mothafuckin'

Rydas in this bitch....fuck yeah mothafucka...forever

and ever and ever... 



Are you a Ryda hater? If so, you ain't shit

And I'll tell it to yo' chick

When I'm emptyin' the clip

Bitch

You get the dick

And I'm fondling your chick

With my lips around her tit

And my stickle in her clit

Now who she with?

The Ryda, now you hatin' it

I see that mark parked on my dog, chasin' it

Wastin' it

Drop yo' bitch off, I get inside her later

I pack a Mack-11 for all you bitch ass Ryda haters 



If you a Ryda hater, you best check yo'self

Or get knocked out with a left, right, left

Watch your step

Hold your breath

Drop your heat

All by yourself naked in the backseat

Of my car

You never know who we are

Ridin' round the city like some superstars

Pimpin' hard

Flappin' caps and pullin' cards

If you wanna step, mothafucka let's go to war 



Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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



Hate a mothafucka?

You hate a mothafucka!

Just 'cause a brother got butter mothafucka?

What? Bitch! It's time that I check that chin

Apologize for it then check it again

'Cause I'm no kinda friend

When I'm takin' a bottle of the rose

I might swerve your nose

That's how it goes for a hater

That hates that I'm greater

Bullet be the hater exterminator 



Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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



You can hate me because I ride like the wind

And leave yo' ass waitin' for love like Cardigins

I'm a thug bitch, and I been that way forever

Never spend no cheddar

On a bitch, no never

Whatever the fuck you think you talkin' about

But it's hard to hear yo' words with my dick up in

your mouth

All that hatin' shit is out

And I'm all up in this bitch

Ryda for life and I ain't never gon' switch 



Ryda haters, what the fuck, yo, I can't stand em'

Talk shit behind my back

And yo' lips get smacked

Talk shit to my face

Get pistol whipped in the face

Thrown in the torture rack, your back gets placed

Gettin' maced in your eye, throat gets karate chopped

Cock the gat back, BLAM! You got dropped

Run your body over with my black truck

Hater ass stupid motherfuckin' piece of shit thug! 



Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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



If you a Ryda hater, you's a bitch ho

And no one really cares what your mom thinks bro

'Cause it's all about the money, black trucks and

bumps

So shut your mouth, get on your knees, and take your

lumps 



Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!

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



You's a chump see, flat out bitch, you ain't shit

And for real though, yo' bitch ass'll die quick

Fuckin' with the clique

Boo-yaaa!! We won't miss

Leave ya standin' still in a puddle of piss

You's a Ryda hata

So I annihilate ya

I'm mobbin' up on yo' set like a Space Invader

Easy to contain ya

Like a rat

I'll smash ya with my baseball bat

Because I'm Rose like that

Bee-yatch!!
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