insane clown posse - r-u-a ryda? lyrics
hehe
hey yo
this this b-tch wanna know
is she a ryda?
hehehe
r-u-a ryda?
i don’t need you all up on my nuts no more
that’s what the wrinkles are there for, recognize
besides you could never ride with us
youll never slide with us, coincide with us
i been inside your p-ss so many times it’s loopy
i look at you naked my d-ck goes droopy
scoop me, sh-t black truck rolls on
yous a ryda like my names malone dumb b-tch
h-ll yeah im a ryda
weed rollin high lighter
straight up detroit 7 mile east sider
do you wanna ride with me?
you really aint a thug, but you tried to be
riches to rags hopes and your tattooed tears
im from the old school i had it hard for years
psychopathic rydas fool m o b
foe foe in this b-tch, you wanna f-ck with me, m-th-f-ckas?
the truck is black
i pulls my gat
gang affiliated and it’s like that (yeah)
its all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot
r-u-a ryda? (whoo)
can we ride? (whoo whoo)
the truck is black
i pulls my gat
gang affiliated and it’s like that (yeah)
its all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot
r-u-a ryda? (whoo)
can we ride? (whoo whoo)
i pack big heat cause of these streets im so fed
rags hangin out my back pocket
and one around my forehead
mack daddy in the caddy
throwing up the gang signs
if you’re from the same clique
then you’re throwin up the same signs
if not the sh-t pops, we spit glocks and hit spots
ignites, sh-lls drop
then we bail from cops
boo yeah like in the chronicles, feelin bionicle
get high with me
yo ryda, then come ride with me
full clip, psychopathic rydas and full clip go together
like home arrest and a tether
you better, run tell a friend
your momma, your daddy, your greasy headed granny
they all can’t stand me (f-ck em)
cause my d-ck goes in to find their daughters neden holes
blow it out then im out no doubt
every day that p-ss my game gets tighter
psychopathic style m-th-f-cka im a ryda
the truck is black
i pulls my gat
gang affiliated and it’s like that (yeah)
its all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot
r-u-a ryda? (whoo)
can we ride? (whoo whoo)
the truck is black
i pulls my gat
gang affiliated and it’s like that (yeah)
its all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot
r-u-a ryda? (whoo)
can we ride? (whoo whoo)
f-ck with lil shank huh?
get off, before i c-ck my gat and blow your eyebrows off
you invadin my sp-ce with your mean muggin face
if you feelin froggish b-tch, jump and get a taste
yo i keep it in my waste line
stick like a base line
pull out my heat, fear and power at the same time
black skull cap keep my khakis creased
rydas got love from the west to the east
i was born in this f-cked up world ryda brown
10 years old slangin dope by the pound
out of bounds, no limit till my dirt
b-tch tried to break my heart and got her back hurt
ill let you ride if you suck my d-ck
and bullet d-ck, and the rest of the clique yeah
you finished? cool, no doubt
now put your clothes on and get the f-ck out b-tch
the truck is black
i pulls my gat
gang affiliated and it’s like that (yeah)
its all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot
r-u-a ryda? (whoo)
can we ride? (whoo whoo)
the truck is black
i pulls my gat
gang affiliated and it’s like that (yeah)
its all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot
r-u-a ryda? (whoo)
can we ride? (whoo whoo)
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