Guilty - Psychopathic Rydas

Who the fuck is you to say I’m guilty

So my hands are filthy, back the fuck up off me

I’m a criminal my tech-nine goes hum

Accusing me is like calling a retard dumb

From the fee to the fum, My trigger finger’s numb

You can sit back and watch as my nickel plate dumps

I explode body parts with one finger squeezin'

It be killin' season, I be guilty for no reason

(Converse)

I’m the filthiest so consider me the guiltiest

The number one murder suspect on the list

Full conspiracy, and cold blooded murder allegedly

I bang with the rydas but twice as deadly separately

Plus I’m into all type of automatic weaponry

Don’t play with me unless you playin' double jeopardy

For those who slept on me murder has to be committed

Leave all kinds of evidence so they know I did it

(Sawed Off)

Go ahead and throw the book at me, I’m guilty

But first you got to catch me giving up doesn’t come easy

Yes, I did it I admit it what you gunna do hoe?

I’ll smack the fuckin' judge and shove a gavel through his temple

Incarcerate me, you crazy?

What you smokin'?

Fuck your video and tell surveillance, stop provoking'

Guilty as charged but I ain’t going back behind bars

10 o’clock news, masked man armed at large

(Chorus 2x)

I’m guilty of so many things who are you to judge

Mind ya’ll might wind up riddled with slugs

I’m a ryda to the very last,

you don’t want us all up in your game

So mind ya’ll we gunna dump up in that ass, ride off

(Cell Block)

I shot my pop’s, he was a guilty drunk

He slapped my moms' up with the barrel of his gun

But then again maybe it was all around town

She was a hooker and he had to lay his pimp hand down

Shit, I don’t know I was only 6 years old

Watching him every night at the table sniffin' blow

It was fucked up, I grew up way too fast

With a hooker and a dope dealin' pimp as my parents

(Foe Foe)

The whole court can get a piece of this dick

And fuck the judge and his bailiff and I’ma get the plaintiff

Never fuck with a killer who’s not afraid to

Use a shotgun, glock or blade,

Finish it off with a grenade and blow your block off

Keep the top, before I put one in the side of your head

Leavin' the passenger dead

Willing to bet that in the next couple of days

They say they found a body and just throw my case away

(Repeat 2x)

I didn’t do shit, I never did nothin'

Fuck that lyin' ass bitch, she frontin'

Don’t judge me I didn’t do shit wrong

We just kept ridin' bumpin' along

(Lil' Shank)

I’m guilty of not giving a fuck,

Guilty of grippin' a black truck

With tinted windows and the bump bump

Guilty of strappin' a loaded piece on my hip

Guilty of situations where I hustled and played a pimp

Not a simp or a mark either I hold it down like a restraint

Think I’m frontin, but I ain’t

Guilty of eatin' big shrimps, and barbeque ribs

While others sellin' crack just to feed they kids, come on

(Bullet)

Bitch, I’m guilty and because of it I’m glad to be rich

I’m happy, gutter fabulous, I fuck a raggedy bitch

I ride dirtay, pull me over, Bullet is busted

He mighta not checked the trunk I take no chances, I ain’t trust him

I’m a gangsta, pigs call me Bullet the monster

I’m demonstrating murder skills if anyone wants ta

Rydas are ready and guilty of all sorts

Even blowin' richies out golf carts, keep it gangsta

(Chorus 2x)

I’m guilty of so many things who are you to judge

Mind ya’ll might wind up riddled with slugs

I’m a ryda to the very last,

you don’t want us all up in your game

So mind ya’ll we gunna dump up in that ass, ride off