Mashin’ Psychopathic Rydas

[Intro: Bullet, Full Clip, & Cell Block]
Rydas! (Alright, Rydas!)
Mashin' out! (That's how we do!)
Sippin' off this [?] (Come on!, That's right, Patron got it goin' on, what?!)
Get in, bitch! (Get the fuck up in this motherfucker!)
Hurry the fuck up bitch, we mashin', come on! (Get in, ho!, [?])

[Verse 1: Foe Foe]
When I'm mashin', I cash in all your dough
The motherfuckin' Rydas is back, bitch you didn't know
And you can't tell by all the fuckin' people on the floor
That Foe Foe's about to explode and let it go (Oh no!)
And when the smoke clears
You see me mashin' from the scene, bumpin' Pac, shed so many tears
I'm switchin' gears and you can hear the tires skrrt
Shift gear burnin' 'em up, goin' first to third, hurt
Faces when I'm passin' 'еm by
All your favorite places have been sеt on fire
A motherfuckin' live wire with 22-inch tires
Gangbangin' for hire 'til I retire

[Verse 2: Full Clip]
Now who wanna fade me? Doin' 'bout 180
Down the freeway in and out of lanes, mama can't save me
Yo, and neither can you
Unless you a Ryda and mashin' like me too
And in that case, uh, pass me the .51
And we gon' smoke 'til our fingertips burn
Ryda faker, no money maker
Scared to pull the trigger, mash out like a dumb figure, little bitch!