Ride Off - Psychopathic Rydas

I’m in your face with a pistol and you bout to die

And you gon' have a fuckin' bullet hole for an eye

I need the keys to your house cause you ain’t comin' home

I pull the trigger and explode your dome and then I ride off

(Full Clip)

Well I don’t really know if you’ve been told

Full clip pops out with semi’s while sippin' on Remy’s

Hold up, fuck yeah!

That ain’t it boss I miss you and hold up your mama then

ride off

(Converse)

Bitch you making me nauseaous plus I’m takin' no losses

Tell them Converse said fuck Nike Air Forces

Stolen Porches roll in Rolls Royces

But first I go swoop Sawed Off and then I ride off

(Chorus)

I put a hole in your head and then I ride off

Save the wasted breath on the buster and let my gat talk

Leave that ass dead on the muthafuckin' sidewalk

Putting hot rocks in your frame and then I ride off

(Cell Block)

Man.

ain’t nobody playin' anymore

I got the new Jaguar and I drove it out the store

That full of gats lookin' to line you out in chalk

Catch you at the corner bust some fuckin shot then ride off

(Chorus)

I ride off into the night bustin' shot in the air

Mean muggin' runnin' pockets like I just don’t care

Selling dimes, quarters, and bitches straight up player

I ride off out this bitch into the atmosphere

(Sawed Off)

Walk into the mall all cool and calm

Leather O.J.

gloves about to rob hoes blind

Snatch purse after purse till my hands is full

Hit the exit to the grip all quick and then I ride off

(Foe Foe)

When it’s on then it’s really on,

gat out the back of my window

Lettin' that bitch go, me and my pistol

Just so muthafuckin' off the hook

Close your mouth about the game, I wrote the book,

now ride off

(Full Clip)

Click click bang, go the gat to the teller’s face

Empty the drawers then I blast everybody in the bank

Head to the next one I can’t get enough

Taking all this easy free ass money then I ride off

(Cell block)

It was a murder scene a drug deal gone bad

There were bodies everywhere with guns still in hand

But I was still standing with all the lights off

So I grabbed the duffle bag of the dope and ride off

(Chorus)

I put a hole in your head and then I ride off

Save the wasted breath on the buster and let my gat talk

Leave that ass dead on the muthafuckin' side walk

Putting hot rocks in your friend and then I ride off

(Bullet)

Playas get smacked the fuck up and then jacked for they black truck

And then I fuckin' run them over and back up

The Rude Boy said a bitch that don’t suck dick

She’ll get a fuckin' bullet hole in her tit, and then he rode off

(Converse)

Ryda ride out when he gotta get paid

Ryda rock, Ryda roll, my back seat, my 12 gage

When I bang a bust, smokin' angel dust

But first I knock the rust out your ass and then I ride off

(Foe Foe)

I’ma roll my window down

and point the barrel at your girlfriend’s head

And leave the both of yall dead

Like blaow!

splatterin' you and your bitch

Then I double back and get the witnesses,

and then I ride off

(Sawed Off)

When I be at the club I always get mean mugged

By some little punk muthafuckin' wannabe thugs

It happens all the time so now I keep me a 9

Wait in the parking lot,

commit my assault and then I ride off

(Chorus)

I put a hole in your head and then I ride off

Save the wasted breath on the buster and let my gat talk

Leave that ass dead on the muthafuckin' side walk

Putting hot rocks in your friend and then I ride off

I ride off into the night bustin' shot in the air

Mean muggin' runnin' pockets like I just don’t care

Selling dimes, quarters, and bitches straight up player

I ride off out this bitch into the atmosphere

Muthafucka my name is Bullit, I ain’t got no hollowpoint though bitch I’m smart.

And know this much, we go to the eastside of the Detroit city and ride off to

the west.

Then we go to the Westside and ride off back to the east,

we ride off back and forth.

Bitch!