Psychopathic Rydas Ryden Dirtay Lyrics

These rydas to cool to ryde dirty
They Ryde Dirtay
See basically, uhh, everyday when you wake up in hood
You gotta look at yourself in the mirror
And make that decision
Either you gonn ride like a square
Or you gonna ride dirty like a Ryda
But Rydas are too cool for that s___
They Ryde Dirtay
You see
You might have 6, 7 bags heron up in the m____ f___ glove box
Or maybe a brick of weed taped to the engine
I don't know what your preference is
m________a but ya better have your heat
And if the pig pull you over
You can't hesitate to pull off on his a__

15 black trucks baby
Rydin' in the roll
From the 7 Mile East to the southwest side
Slow
Final destination
Clark Park summertime
Where them b____es flaunt a__ in the sunshine
I grip my wheel
I'm like the 4th truck back
Lil' punch of perkasets
And a Kool-Aid pack
Diggin'
I'm tryin' not to spill the Rock and Rye
With the freekshow b__p face twitch in my eye
Blowin' cane dust all up off the dash
Bullet quick out the yay for that night of cash
Ryden Dirtay
Till I flip this Birtay
But hey it's like
Everydaaay
Summer breeze
After I deliver these
I'ma take it eaz
In the Florida Keys
We'z gonna take time
Sippin' Carribean wine
With a twist of lime
In the sunshine
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be makin' all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be out ryden dirtay (Heeey)

In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be makin' all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be out ryden dirtay (Heeey)

We ryden deep and dirty
On the streets of the D
Duck ya head low
When you see me pull the heat
I'm comin' for your jewels
And all your f___in' cash
So when you see us pull up
You better hit the gas
And mash all out of this district, b____
Stay and become my next victim b____
Cuz we rydin' down the street
Dumpin' out windows
And we don't give a f___ who we really hit though

I'm rydin' dirty like a dirty low
I'm down with Bullet, Cell Block, Full Clip and that n____ Foe Foe
Mo money mo problems
Mo m____ f___in' weight
Mo Ryda tagga reppin' with a can of black spray paint
I cross the line and put a K, you know
How we do when it come to them outside ho's
I'ma Ryda rydin' dirty
And that's how I do
And every n____ in my crew be the same way to

I be makin' all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be out ryden dirtay (Heeey)

In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be makin' all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be out ryden dirtay (Heeey)

Eight o'clock on the dot
Rydas at my door
Grab a bag of weed and a chrome pistol
Foe Foe wanna ryde and smoke till the day comes
And we ain't lookin' fo beef unless ya make some
Taste them ho's
And let the 20 inch rim roll
I'm out of control
Rydin' Dirty in my low low
We just lookin' for that Barbeque
With a lil' drank, a lil' weed
And that b____ with you

WOOP WOOP
Look up in the rear view
s___, man
It's the pigs in blue
Start to get wait i'm straight though
It's officer Ham Huffer cop on the payroll
As he approaches
I roll down the window
Here we go
Two grams of heron and some indo
Get the f___ on
Filthy pig
That's the beneficials
Of Ryden Dirty

There ain't no sunshine
When ya dirty rydin'
Always creepin'
Slidin' Hidin'
Make Ya drops
Shake a Cop
Give a dap to the Devil
And ya take your knot
The feelin' is good when the deed is done
Home free and ya didn't have to kill no one
Lucky you ain't dead
You played the game
Rydin' Dirtay boy I tell ya
Ain't nothin' the same (come on now)

I be makin' all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be out ryden dirtay (Heeey)

In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be makin' all them pay (Heeey)
In the hood, I be tryin' to slang that J
I be out ryden dirtay (Heeey)

You see I'm an old school dirty ryda
I used to have a m________in' ice cream truck
That I'd slang my bags from
Yea you might get a mold, and bag of chips and fine pop from me m________a
And all the m____ f___as in the hood knew it
When they see the m____ f___a come jinglin' up the block
They knew it was comin'
Sweet time (heeey)

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