Rydin’ 4 Life Psychopathic Rydas

[Intro: Twin Gats & Bullet]
Psychopathic Rydas (That's right...)
Gon' ride on these bitches (Forever and a day!)
Y'all know how we do, it's westside 'til we dizzie (Eastside 'til we dizzie!)
If you don't know (Worldwide!)

[Chorus]
Ridin', ridin', ridin', hatchet ridin'
Ridin', ridin', straight up ridin'
Ridin', ridin', hatchet ridin'
Ridin', ridin', that's for life

[Verse 1: Twin Gats]
Now we ridin' on these bitches, ain't no mercy in my eyes
With the Rydas by my side, screamin', "Die, motherfucker, die!"
Never hesitate, all up in the Escalade
Bumpin' sounds from the Rydas, straight dumpin'
Always into somethin'
Gats on my hip, hangin' out the window
Blazin' indo, lookin' for a mark or a nympho
Breathin' this pollution, always dancin' with the streets
With my heat, can't be beat
Get in mind and we ridin'!

[Verse 2: Cell Block]
I'ma ride, I got a hatchet on my side
Long time ago, I was born to ride
Straight up Detroit Psychopathic Ryda
Only real mission here is takin' you higher
But we gets fucked up and that's a fact
We roll down your streets, pumpin', shootin' off gats
So what the fuck bitch, why you wanna get shot?
You in the midst of the Rydas and Cell Block