Psychopathic Rydas - No Free Ride lyrics

[Psychopathic Rydas - No Free Ride lyrics]

Aw, hell no! (Man)
You must be out your motherfuckin' mind
Bitch! (This hoe's gotta learn)
Ain't no free rides in this game!
(We gotta teach 'em)
Rydas don't play that shit! Uh uh
You gotta at least put 5 on 5, bitch!
Otherwise, I'm 'bout to put a
5 upside your face, you stupid-ass hoe!
(Get your ass out)

Yo, I make my own way, and hoes
They all mine don't be needin' no handouts
Or no free rides
Don't be needin' no hookups, I gots my own
Got a loaded 9-milli and
It's nickel-plated chrome
And I'm quick to put it to your
Dome and take what I like
While my sticky fingers stealin'
I'm beatin' with all it's might
And me and my Rydas airtight
More like a spacesuit
And if you on some free ridin'
Bitch we will replace you!

I'm no taxi
So don't ask me when you see me creepin'
Fuck ridin'
Give me all your cash and I'm leavin'
No free ride, don't even look inside
My black truck don't slide
'round the corner it glides
Won't be denied
Bitches wanna get with the captain
Be my co-pilot, share the ass
And it can happen (Yeah)
Give up the headshot, the cash for the gas
Now you're ready to work the corner
Drop you at the next one we pass

No free ride! (Don't touch my tree)
Get off my Dro! (Ain't nothin' free)
I'll make that money! (Get dough, get dough)
Hands off that money! (Let go, let go)
I want that money! (Get mo', get mo')
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey!
(Get low, Check it out, man)

Don't step a fuckin' foot in my truck
You dumb slut you'll be givin' up the bud
Or catchin' a bus
It's a must I bust if you ride with me
So I trust these nuts you'll be gobbling
Like a robbery
I'm only in it for the money and
I'll hit it 'til you wobbly
So come up in it, let's get with it
Can't see shit, I got them windows tinted

Since a little baby boy
In them little minitrucks
We're puttin' in work by stackin' them
Money make me sell out my jeweler
If I'm shinin' off gats
And rollin' on dubs
Get your filthy hands off
This overflown cookie jar
You ridin' in a neon and your hoe subpar
You ain't ever flipped a bird
You ain't ever copped a key
I slap you like a bitch
Ain't no ridin' for free!

No free ride! (Don't touch my tree)
Get off my Dro! (Ain't nothin' free)
I'll make that money! (Get dough, get dough)
Hands off that money! (Let go, let go)
I want that money! (Get mo', get mo')
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey!
(Get low, Check it out, man)

No free ride! (Don't touch my tree)
Get off my Dro! (Ain't nothin' free)
I'll make that money! (Get dough, get dough)
Hands off that money! (Let go, let go)
I want that money! (Get mo', get mo')
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)

I've said it many times: Cash, gas, or ass?
(Uh, huh)
Hoes in stilettos, mowin' my grass
Clean the dishes, I mean it, bitches
Walk around in they panties, thirteen nannies
Big Bullet, mashin' in bed with a Cuban
Naked, under my mink robe, pootin'
Peepin', 85 inches flat
With 85 bitches, asses fat
No free rides, everybody chips in (Whoo)
Credit cards don't work until
My dick slips in
Bandana'd up, here's my penis surprise
Get at it bitch, no free rides!

No free ride! (Don't touch my tree)
Get off my Dro! (Ain't nothin' free)
I'll make that money! (Get dough, get dough)
Hands off that money! (Let go, let go)
I want that money! (Get mo', get mo')
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey!
(Get low, Check it out, man)

No free ride! (Don't touch my tree)
Get off my Dro! (Ain't nothin' free)
I'll make that money! (Get dough, get dough)
Hands off that money! (Let go, let go)
I want that money! (Get mo', get mo')
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)

Yo man, you know what? Fuck them hoes!
I'm sick and tired of these punk bitches!
A motherfuckin' Ryda is only
Out for 2 things!
His motherfuckin' truck, his rims
His motherfuckin' gat
Some pussy, motherfuckin' bag of weed
Gotta have me some motherfuckin' money!
And what the fuck are you lookin' at
Bitch?! This ain't no free ride, ho!
What you thought, you were
Gonna get pigged up, took out to dinner?
Bitch, you takin' me out to dinner
You punk bitch! And I want my dick sucked
And you finna fuck my homeboy!
Yeah, he in the trunk, bitch!
That's why he makin'
The motherfuckin' noise!
He's talkin' about "Quit takin' all
Goddamn day with your
Punk ass, and go and suck his dick, ho!"

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