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Insane Clown Posse - R-U-A Ryda? lyrics
Hehe Hey yo This this bitch 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 You'll never slide with us, coincide with us I been inside your puss so many times it's loopy I look at you naked my dick goes droopy Scoop me, shit black truck rolls on You's a ryda like my name's Malone dumb bitch Hell yeah I'm a ryda Weed rollin high lighter Straight up Detroit 7 mile East sider Do you wanna ride with me? You really ain't a thug, but you tried to be Riches to rags hopes and your tattooed tears I'm from the old school I had it hard for years Psychopathic Rydas fool M O B Foe Foe in this bitch, you wanna fuck with me, muthafuckas? The truck is black I pulls my gat Gang affiliated and it's like that (Yeah) It's 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) It's 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 I'm 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 shit pops, we spit glocks and hit spots Ignites, shells 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 (Fuck 'em) Cause my dick goes in to find their daughters neden holes Blow it out then I'm out no doubt Every day that pass my game gets tighter Psychopathic style muthafucka I'm a ryda The truck is black I pulls my gat Gang affiliated and it's like that (Yeah) It's 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) It's all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot R-U-A Ryda? (Whoo) Can we ride? (Whoo whoo) Fuck with Lil' Shank huh? Get off, before I cock my gat and blow your eyebrows off You invadin my space with your mean muggin face If you feelin froggish bitch, 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 fucked up world ryda brown 10 years old slangin dope by the pound Out of bounds, no limit till my dirt Bitch tried to break my heart and got her back hurt I'll let you ride if you suck my dick And Bullet dick, and the rest of the clique yeah You finished? Cool, no doubt Now put your clothes on and get the fuck out bitch The truck is black I pulls my gat Gang affiliated and it's like that (Yeah) It's 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) It's all about the hoes, dang fame, and loot R-U-A Ryda? (Whoo) Can we ride? (Whoo whoo) |
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