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Yeah!! Know what I'm sayin? Twin Gats, mothafuckin'
Rydas in this bitch....fuck yeah mothafucka...forever
and ever and ever...

Are you a Ryda hater? If so, you ain't shit
And I'll tell it to yo' chick
When I'm emptyin' the clip
Bitch
You get the dick
And I'm fondling your chick
With my lips around her tit
And my stickle in her clit
Now who she with?
The Ryda, now you hatin' it
I see that mark parked on my dog, chasin' it
Wastin' it
Drop yo' bitch off, I get inside her later
I pack a Mack-11 for all you bitch ass Ryda haters

If you a Ryda hater, you best check yo'self
Or get knocked out with a left, right, left
Watch your step
Hold your breath
Drop your heat
All by yourself naked in the backseat
Of my car
You never know who we are
Ridin' round the city like some superstars
Pimpin' hard
Flappin' caps and pullin' cards
If you wanna step, mothafucka let's go to war

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

Hate a mothafucka?
You hate a mothafucka!
Just 'cause a brother got butter mothafucka?
What? Bitch! It's time that I check that chin
Apologize for it then check it again
'Cause I'm no kinda friend
When I'm takin' a bottle of the rose
I might swerve your nose
That's how it goes for a hater
That hates that I'm greater
Bullet be the hater exterminator

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

You can hate me because I ride like the wind
And leave yo' ass waitin' for love like Cardigins
I'm a thug bitch, and I been that way forever
Never spend no cheddar
On a bitch, no never
Whatever the fuck you think you talkin' about
But it's hard to hear yo' words with my dick up in
your mouth
All that hatin' shit is out
And I'm all up in this bitch
Ryda for life and I ain't never gon' switch

Ryda haters, what the fuck, yo, I can't stand em'
Talk shit behind my back
And yo' lips get smacked
Talk shit to my face
Get pistol whipped in the face
Thrown in the torture rack, your back gets placed
Gettin' maced in your eye, throat gets karate chopped
Cock the gat back, BLAM! You got dropped
Run your body over with my black truck
Hater ass stupid motherfuckin' piece of shit thug!

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

If you a Ryda hater, you's a bitch ho
And no one really cares what your mom thinks bro
'Cause it's all about the money, black trucks and
bumps
So shut your mouth, get on your knees, and take your
lumps

Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!
Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!
Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!

You's a chump see, flat out bitch, you ain't shit
And for real though, yo' bitch ass'll die quick
Fuckin' with the clique
Boo-yaaa!! We won't miss
Leave ya standin' still in a puddle of piss
You's a Ryda hata
So I annihilate ya
I'm mobbin' up on yo' set like a Space Invader
Easy to contain ya
Like a rat
I'll smash ya with my baseball bat
Because I'm Rose like that
Bee-yatch!!
Yeah!! Know what I'm sayin? Twin Gats, mothafuckin'   Rydas in this bitch....fuck yeah mothafucka...forever   and ever and ever...       Are you a Ryda hater? If so, you ain't shit   And I'll tell it to yo' chick   When I'm emptyin' the clip   Bitch   You get the dick   And I'm fondling your chick   With my lips around her tit   And my stickle in her clit   Now who she with?   The Ryda, now you hatin' it   I see that mark parked on my dog, chasin' it   Wastin' it   Drop yo' bitch off, I get inside her later   I pack a Mack-11 for all you bitch ass Ryda haters       If you a Ryda hater, you best check yo'self   Or get knocked out with a left, right, left   Watch your step   Hold your breath   Drop your heat   All by yourself naked in the backseat   Of my car   You never know who we are   Ridin' round the city like some superstars   Pimpin' hard   Flappin' caps and pullin' cards   If you wanna step, mothafucka let's go to war       Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!   Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!       Hate a mothafucka?   You hate a mothafucka!   Just 'cause a brother got butter mothafucka?   What? Bitch! It's time that I check that chin   Apologize for it then check it again   'Cause I'm no kinda friend   When I'm takin' a bottle of the rose   I might swerve your nose   That's how it goes for a hater   That hates that I'm greater   Bullet be the hater exterminator       Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!   Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!       You can hate me because I ride like the wind   And leave yo' ass waitin' for love like Cardigins   I'm a thug bitch, and I been that way forever   Never spend no cheddar   On a bitch, no never   Whatever the fuck you think you talkin' about   But it's hard to hear yo' words with my dick up in   your mouth   All that hatin' shit is out   And I'm all up in this bitch   Ryda for life and I ain't never gon' switch       Ryda haters, what the fuck, yo, I can't stand em'   Talk shit behind my back   And yo' lips get smacked   Talk shit to my face   Get pistol whipped in the face   Thrown in the torture rack, your back gets placed   Gettin' maced in your eye, throat gets karate chopped   Cock the gat back, BLAM! You got dropped   Run your body over with my black truck   Hater ass stupid motherfuckin' piece of shit thug!       Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!   Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!       If you a Ryda hater, you's a bitch ho   And no one really cares what your mom thinks bro   'Cause it's all about the money, black trucks and   bumps   So shut your mouth, get on your knees, and take your   lumps       Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!   Haters...we BUCK!! BUCK!!   Ryda Haters we BUCK!! BUCK!! BUCK!!       You's a chump see, flat out bitch, you ain't shit   And for real though, yo' bitch ass'll die quick   Fuckin' with the clique   Boo-yaaa!! We won't miss   Leave ya standin' still in a puddle of piss   You's a Ryda hata   So I annihilate ya   I'm mobbin' up on yo' set like a Space Invader   Easy to contain ya   Like a rat   I'll smash ya with my baseball bat   Because I'm Rose like that   Bee-yatch!!
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