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letra de nobody in dis game - psychopathic rydas

all ya’ll young m-th- f-ckers comin in the game
think ya’ll gonna change this sh-t
we the m-th-f-ckin’ rydas b-tch
that’s m-th- f-ckin’ cell block
that’s bullet
that’s lil’ shank
that’s foe foe
and that’s full clip

thats five m-th-f-ckin’ rydas for life b-tch
foe foe bring the heat
when i speak i make the walls all crumble
sittin’ in the 655 with the bumble
n-ggas haul off for a block of the cheese
pop a weak n-gga right in his knees
so will i die (b-tch please)
gettin g’s by any means nessesary
that’s why my cousin doin’ time and my dogs got barried
ya’ll b-tches is afraid of da game
sittin’ posted on the corner and sayin’
makin’ money f-ck the fame
insane in the brain and quick to pull a gat
so quick to lay your punk -ss flat
i’m the poster boy for car jacks
and my name is foe foe
anybody got a problem with me
bring it to my door
and im’ma let my gun unload
and watch tha back of your m-th-f-ckin’ head explode
i’m from tha streets where you hustle for your rep
anbody wanna step they gon catch it you can bet

it ain’t n0body in this game that hold it down like us
it ain’t n0body in this game even close to us
it ain’t n0body in this game that’ll bust like us
it ain’t n0body in this game n-gga, game n-gga
it ain’t n0body in this game that hold it down like us
it ain’t n0body in this game even close to us
it ain’t n0body in this game that’ll bust like us
it ain’t n0body in this game n-gga, game n-gga

b-tch i’m full clip
but you can call me dream cast
ahead of the game so far number 1 looks last
see tha gat blast, hear lead whistle by ya ear
deaf by the sound, vision blinded by the glare
of the dusted the f-ck down in ice chips
hatchet representin’ in the window of the black
f-ck a grip and them bustas get no love
rydas run this m-th-f-cka throw ya hatchets up
ain’t n0body in this game worth speakin’ about
cause the psychopathic rydas always freakin’ them out
we be like hustlin po po’s and we slang them bobos
leavin’ m-th-f-ckers missin’ like the electrifyin mojo
k!llas don’t talk but we be quick to lay them out
and then appear at your funeral like what you cryin’ about
we dressin’ up all in black, we pack a hoodie and attack
and leave you layin’ on the floor like a gorrilla came in an broke your back

you couldn’t see a f-ckin’ thug with a microscope
and there ain’t a crew in the industry half as dope
as rydas be foe foe on the side of me
mashin’ out of control and reachin’ the vacinity
witness real g’s with real rythem and real rhyme
and we takin over hoods one block at a time
well hold on before you fold up
and get loked that’s when the n-ggas grab the sawed off
time to set some sh-t off take a pull of the blunt
hold the smoke till a m-th-f-cka cough
ch-nky eyed sittin’ in a hoopty ride
thinkin’ to my somebody gone’ die!!
now which one of ya’ll wanna catch the slugs
i represent the unity of five heartless thugs
and we take what we want be it money or drugs
can’t n0body in da game even f-ck with us

- psychopathic rydas

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