Bring it
Cell Block, Twin Gats
Full Clip, Foe Foe, Lil` Shank, Bullet
Jeremy, Psychopathic Rydas
Nipples, Tom Dub
All up in that bitch ass
Bubba Dub, Double A
Stepdirt, Jump Steady, Billy Bill, Tom K
Mike E. Clark, Jason, Dougie
Psychopathic tell me
Who got more hoes than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who rock more shows than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who got more bank than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who down with hoods in black trucks (Fuckin everybody)
Back the fuck up cause y`all ain`t got shit
Representin the street killas my whole clique
Where the bitch we run hoes for all they loot
And when my money ain`t right yo
Believe we down to shoot
Everyday what, different bitch
And at least once a month, my whole enterage switch
Hands down muthafuckas case closed
Psychopathic Rydas got all the hoes
Who got more hoes than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who rock more shows than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who got more bank than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who down with hoods in black trucks (Fuckin everybody)
Everybody that`s down
That is me and Full Clip bring it to `em
Oooh who`s dat?
Clip from the Rydas
Dumpin out bystanders at the cops behind us
Oooh who`s dat?
Your muthafuckin killa
Pull out my nine and blast you in your grill, yeah
Oooh who`s dat?
The winner of bread
Put your face on the curb and kick the back of your head
Oooh who`s dat?
Hatchet representin fool hood in a black truck
Ryda till I die that`s what
I don`t give a fuck how many caps they peel
Fuck they crew and all they muthafuckin homeboys frontin like they real
I got the hollow tip bullets for that teflon vest
Blow a hole the size of hubcaps dead in your chest
We ain`t afraid to make the hammer go cock
Just to erase a couple of wack muthafuckas off the block
Leave you layin in a pine box with roses from your crew
Pause for a second, check yourself, and ask who
Who got more hoes than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who rock more shows than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who got more bank than us? (Don`t nobody)
No, who down with hoods in black trucks (Fuckin everybody)
You saw the show
Say I didn`t rock it
I`ma jab a stick in your eye socket
I`m through tryin to prove myself all the time
I`m the muthafuckin shit bottom line
Fuck dis tryin to impress y`all
I`ll wear a half shirt and walk a fat bitch through the mall
Shit I don`t pick and choose my freaks
I`ll fuck a crackhead with warts on her butt cheeks
And I`d still be the shit like that
Fuckin Yokozuna ain`t livin this fat baby what
Ain`t nobody bad like us
25 drunk Ryda dawgs in the tour bus
Who down with hoods in black trucks? (Fuckin everybody)
