[Intro: Bullet, Full Clip, & Lil' Shank]
Psychopathic Rydas!
Motherfuckers!
We own Detroit!
Rydas, bitch!
Get your motherfuckin' hands up!
From New York, to L.A., to Florida, [?]
[Chorus]
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
Rydas, ride out (What?!)
Rydas, ride out (Yeah, boy!)
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
[Verse 1: Full Clip & Bullet]
We be the dick and vagina hiders from the backside of Psychopathic Rydas
Whitey tighters ain't tighter!
We be the [?] rollers, [?] guzzlers
Bitch, motherfucker [?], natural born street hustlers
We be the hatchet sporters, stick [?] supporters
[And the keys I fold is ?] makin' deals on Motorolas (Yeah!)
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! (Yeah!)
[Verse 2: Lil' Shank & Bullet]
While other bitches seem about it
The 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 (Uh-huh!)
So lets get this cheddar and do these things we gotta do
Find a chickenhead that the whole crew can run through
Sippin' on the Crissy until the bottle lookin' low
Send the same freak bitch to the motherfuckin' sto' (Take them hoes to the sto'!)
Then we ride out, bitch you know it's all the same
When you fuckin' with the ballers, ho, you can keep the change! (Ching!)
[Chorus]
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
Rydas, ride out (What?!)
Rydas, ride out (Yeah, boy!)
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
[Verse 3: Cell Block & Bullet]
Ridin' on folks, don't come with no bitch shit
Bitch shit, you should've known you can't fuck with
N***as from the hood ain't about talkin' shit
They about robbin' suckers and emptyin' clips
In the mouth of a bitch who ain't actin' right (Yeah!)
To any bitch-made n***a, you don't want a fight
With 5 true Rydas, high flow providers
2 southwesters, 3 eastsiders (Eastside!)
10 o' clock, ridin' down the suckers with the heat
Out the window, bitch (Blah!), steady blazin' endo (Yeah!)
Take a puff and pass it to my homies (Right here, right here!)
Cock the gat and unload on all on you phonies (Plah!)
You'll catch a slug ho, splatterin' your blood, ho
Grave get dug bitch, it ain't no love, ho!
[Verse 4: Bullet]
My name is Bullet, I be what is known as a gangsta
Shackin' up in the hideout 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! (Plah!)
Boys in the hood, I be the 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! (Yeah!), hidin' out on the roof
Bustin shots at cops for my Ryda dawgs (Woof!)
Anybody wanna see me, bring a magnifying glass
'Cause I hide in the shadows and bust a cap in your ass
I'll be the killer, you'll see me on the 10 o' clock news
I'll put a barrel to your chest and blow your feet out your shoes!
[Chorus]
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
Rydas, ride out (What?!)
Rydas, ride out (Yeah, boy!)
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
[Verse 5: Cell Block & Bullet]
You better ride out 'fore we get to slide out (What?)
Heat that we pull out, unload the smoke out (Blah!)
Rydas dumpin' clips, bitches run for cover
When we on your block, duck low, motherfucker! (What, what?)
[Verse 6: Bullet]
Nice!
I won't even think twice about buckin' the vice
You wanna bang with the bears? Be prepared to pay the price (Blaow!)
I walk up and blow a hole in your face
Before your body even hit the floor, I'm gone without a trace
Because I'm slippery, when I do my trickery
It's like hickory-dickory-dock when I cock the Glock
Psychopathic Ryda hidin' out (What?)
Spark a wet cigarette, start the blazer up and ride out! (Bitch!)
[Verse 7: Lil' Shank & Full Clip]
I know I'm lowridin' out like Rideomous Prime
And all them bitches in the skies better open they eyes
Before the trigger happy Rydas roll out in the black trucks
Keep my name outta your mouth and tell em "Shut the fuck up!" (The fuck up!)
[Verse 8: Full Clip]
The fuck up!
Ryda love to the E-N-D (What?)
We constantly jackin' your beats and bankin' all your cheese, please (Bitch, ha ha!)
Buckle your knees, take your car keys
Bumpin' your beats in your whip, bitch, ride out on these! (Motherfucker!)
[Chorus]
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
Rydas, ride out (What?!)
Rydas, ride out (Yeah, boy!)
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
Rydas, ride out (What?!)
Rydas, ride out (Yeah, boy!)
Rydas, ride out (Motherfucker!)
