Ride Out Lyrics - 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 

They about robbin' suckas 

And emptin' clips 

In the mouth of a bitch who ain't actin't right 

To any bitch-made nigga, you don't wanna fight 

With five true Rydas 

Hot flow providers 

Two southwesters, three eastsiders (Eastsiede!) 

Cell Block runnin' down sucka with the heat 

Out the window bitch (Blah) 

Steady blazin' indo 

Take a puff and pass it to my homies (Right here, right hea!) 

Cock that gat and unload on all you phonies (Plah!) 

You catch a slug ho 

Splatterin' ya blood ho 

Grave get dug bitch 

It ain't no low-low 

My name is Bullet (zeom) 

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 

Nuttin' but a gat hangin' out (Blahow) 

Boyz n da hood 

I'll be the cat in the back seat 

Eyes buggin' wide 

With the skully branishin' heat 

Ya hear my pitter patter from a mile away 

Head choke still fallin' down the following day 

I be the maniac (Yea!) 

Hidin' out on the roof 

Bustin' shots at cops for my Rydas dawgs (Whoof!) 

Anybody wanna see me 

Bring a magnifyin' glass 

'cause I hide in the shadows 

And bust a cap in you ass 

I be the killer (Bluah) 

You see me on the ten o'clock news 

I'll put a barrel to your chest 

And blow ya feet right out ya shoes 

Rydas ryde out (Whut) 

Rydas ryde out (Yeah boy) 

Rydas ryde out (Whut) 

Rydas ryde out (Mothafucka) 

You better ride out 

Before we get the slide out 

Heat that we roll out 

Unload the smoke out (Blahow) 

Rydas dumpin' clips 

Bithces run for cover 

When we on your block 

Duck low mothafucka (Nice!) 

I won't even think twice about buckin' the vice (Blahow) 

You wanna bang with the berries 

Be prepared to pay the price (Blahow) 

I'll walk up and blow a hole in you face 

Before your body even hit the floor (haha) 

I'm gone without a trace because 

I'm slippery, trickery 

It's like hickery, dickery, dock 

When I cock the glock 

Psychopathic Ryda hidin' out (what) 

It's like a wet cigarette 

Start the Blazer up and ride out 

Ride low, ride now 

Like Riderman's prime 

And all them bitches in the skies 

Better open they eyes 

Before the trigga-happy Rydas 

Roll out in the black truck 

Keep my name out of your mouth 

And tell 'em to shut the fuck up (fuck up) 

Ryda love until the E-N-D 

We constentantly 

Checkin' your beats 

And bankin' on your cheese 

Please 

Buckle your knees 

Take you car keys (Errt) 

Bumpin' to beats in your whip 

Bitch, ride out on these (mothafucka) 

Rydas ryde out (Whut) 

Rydas ryde out (Yeah boy) 

Rydas ryde out (Whut) 

Rydas ryde out (Mothafucka) 

Rydas ryde out (Whut) 

Rydas ryde out (Yeah boy) 

Rydas ryde out (Whut) 

Rydas ryde out (Mothafucka)