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psychopathic rydas - boom lyrics

don bowlio
heh heh
yeah yeah
uh
eminemeh
sip -ss
heh heh
eminemeh
busta

a dotter like me baby
it ain’t nideo
we don’t work the streets
we stay above em
wont see me on a corner with a pattern rag
i’m urination in a cut slangin heron bags
but i do pack heat for dem f-gs i meet
i done came up f-cked tussle over a street (what)
i’m tryin to see paper like a state bank vault
and if i have to run through you, boy it aint my fault

you hear that thunder
that’s my woofers goin boom
when we ride past ur house we be rattlin your living room
volume up to ten, rydas hanging out the window
dumpin on the bustas and spitin at all the fine hoes
make a left so i can kop a bag greenery
roll it up and p-ss it to the mothaf-ckers next to me
let me hit that sh-t
we wont quit
full clip
cell block
shank
foe foe
and bullet
i’m like boom

you bangin? don’t matter to me
i’m like boom
n-body lives fatter than me
i’m like boom
hogs and crabs, you all scabs
i’m like boom, boom, boom

b-tch n-gg- listen, i’m the rap game
i’m like the 50 karat shining with the platinum chain
i’m a thousand dollar bill with the big -ss face
and i’m the one that bust shots when the cops give chase
i’m like boom
people always rydin my d-ck
you can never see me, all black windows off in the whip
i’m in the game to make a million and i’m out this b-tch
flaunt it hard with the roadee with the iced out pick
i see your whole crew sucking my d-ck ’cause of the game
but when the n-gg- go, it aint never gone be the same
i’m on top of the world, with tha ryda clique
i get the benefits while you b-tches get to ride the d-ck
force a n-gg- head to the white meat
i got my gat under my wife beat
n-gg- these is my streets
comatose, fat -ss blunts went like a broom
sky high till i die
and when i drop it go boom

cell block
foe foe
lil’ shank
(bullet)
and me?
haha
i’m full clip
hey ryda make that sh-t boom!

i’m like boom
you bangin? don’t matter to me
i’m like boom
n-body lives fatter than me
i’m like boom
hogs and crabs, you all scabs
i’m like boom, boom, boom

you bangin? don’t matter to me
i’m like boom
n-body lives fatter than me
i’m like boom
hogs and crabs, you all scabs
i’m like boom, boom, boom

when the hilly hit my belly
chase her down with some reamie
hit the teley
connect the deals on my celly
got hustles going down on all 7 corners
my payroll includes the last 3 presidents
private jet touching down in perasiaque
himalayan mountains snow bills as my money counts
soon as i clean out king tut’s tomb
the money in swiss bank accounts like boom

throw ur hands up if you got money to burn
rydas stay iced out (bytch)
when will you learn (whut?)
that i ride with my foeties (40’s) (whut?)
jack with my foeties (whut?)
dress in all black and attack with my foeties (yeah)
later on the streets it’s the 8 to 10
jackin up chedda do it, might a b-tch in the bed
for some petty sh-t
mad cause i glackin’ h-lly grip and roll with tha n-gg-z
all about the chedda, b-tch!

i’m like boom
you bangin? don’t matter to me
i’m like boom
n-body lives fatter than me
i’m like boom
hogs and crabs, you all scab
i’m like boom, boom, boom

you bangin? don’t matter to me
i’m like boom
n-body lives fatter than me
i’m like boom
hogs and crabs, you all scab
i’m like boom, boom, boom
i’m like boom
you bangin? don’t matter to me
i’m like boom
n-body lives fatter than me
i’m like boom
hogs and crabs, you all scab
i’m like boom, boom, boom

you bangin? don’t matter to me
i’m like boom
n-body lives fatter than me
i’m like boom
hogs and crabs, you all scab
i’m like boom, boom, boom

hogs and crabs, you all scabs
ungh
ain’t n-body livin’ fatter than me
and you bangin’? don’t matter to me fool
we the rydas, we the rydas
hogs and crabs, you all scabs
2000 and 4 mothaf-cker
like boom

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