The Rydas - We Violent lyrics
[The Rydas - We Violent lyrics]
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
When we wilin' stuff my face full of powder
Get violent
Then hit the pilot and take a shower
I'm an eastside rider, no other
So don't compare me
Before I'm covered in blood like
The couple I carry
I got a slug that I carry
In case a buster wanna test
Let four off in 'em
Shoot that motherfucker to death
Obsessed with the sound of
Screams surrounding me
I prowl the streets and kill you
For a quarter ounce of weed
Drive by rollin' through the east side
4 or 5 hoodlums with them thangs rolling
On us at the stop light
Didn't seem it coming, heard a blast quick
Light flash and my cousin's brains on
The motherfucking dash
I shot back, hit the motherfucker driving
Now my cousin's dead, here comes the sirens
Then we dipped in the alleyway so
We can drop the peace
Now we finna lay low until
We don't see police
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Go on and point 'em out, need somebody dead?
It's Cell Block, got a Glock
And Hell is where they headed
With blood pourin' out like a spout
Never doubt
I'm about pimpin' hoes, actin'
And I knew for the ransom
Bleed 'em dry, on your knees like anthem
Addicted to the screams
I get sick like a basehead
Glock's got a facelift
Tied up in a basement
Call me Young Mufasa, no fuckin' imposter
Rockin' the colors of the
Rasta on my chopper
Spray the whole block up - Ra ta ta ta ta!
On and on like while
Pussy's still doing mockups
I take a hit off of the ganja
Fuck a fat bitch with no condom
Raw dogging all these park
Hoes with no problem
No phone call the next day, no drama homie
Sorry 'bout your baby mama
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
It's gangsta number one (Number one)
It's the slug with the shotgun
Barrel to your bone marrow
Sicker than anyone you're aware of
I pull your tarot
The card of death and despair
I got the sticky lickin' shots off
Get wicked when I pop off
Your dirty ass bitch got you
Itchy in your ya ya (Hell no)
I'm in the house like a
Fugitive if you would harbor
(You would harbor)
I keep your head spinning with this revolver
(Lil Slug)
It's gonna get tragic if
The killer gets stopped
Serve a cop first day on the job
Rolling down the window
See the flash getting wicked
Raisin' my interior, drunk as fuck
Speedin' through a school zone
I see the devil on the day
We bullets bustin' at random
Without thinking about safety
Killers kill count and calculations
Are the deficit sold so many drugs and not
None of them are medicine
When I'm on the premises
You leavin' in some packagin'
I'm mentally unstable
Your brain's what I'm damagin'
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Motherfucker, I don't even make sense
'Cause I'm takin' all your
Dollars, get the point, hear a gun click
That's the last sound that
Your motherfucking ass hear
In the background, listen to the Rydas cheer
(Hey)
'Cause your dead, down, dick in the dirt
No work, i could sit back and let
The little homies go berserk
Fuck the earth, not a joke
Goddamn, let the world burn
Lookin' at 'em all squirm
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
When we wilin' stuff my face full of powder
Get violent
Then hit the pilot and take a shower
I'm an eastside rider, no other
So don't compare me
Before I'm covered in blood like
The couple I carry
I got a slug that I carry
In case a buster wanna test
Let four off in 'em
Shoot that motherfucker to death
Obsessed with the sound of
Screams surrounding me
I prowl the streets and kill you
For a quarter ounce of weed
Drive by rollin' through the east side
4 or 5 hoodlums with them thangs rolling
On us at the stop light
Didn't seem it coming, heard a blast quick
Light flash and my cousin's brains on
The motherfucking dash
I shot back, hit the motherfucker driving
Now my cousin's dead, here comes the sirens
Then we dipped in the alleyway so
We can drop the peace
Now we finna lay low until
We don't see police
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Go on and point 'em out, need somebody dead?
It's Cell Block, got a Glock
And Hell is where they headed
With blood pourin' out like a spout
Never doubt
I'm about pimpin' hoes, actin'
And I knew for the ransom
Bleed 'em dry, on your knees like anthem
Addicted to the screams
I get sick like a basehead
Glock's got a facelift
Tied up in a basement
Call me Young Mufasa, no fuckin' imposter
Rockin' the colors of the
Rasta on my chopper
Spray the whole block up - Ra ta ta ta ta!
On and on like while
Pussy's still doing mockups
I take a hit off of the ganja
Fuck a fat bitch with no condom
Raw dogging all these park
Hoes with no problem
No phone call the next day, no drama homie
Sorry 'bout your baby mama
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
It's gangsta number one (Number one)
It's the slug with the shotgun
Barrel to your bone marrow
Sicker than anyone you're aware of
I pull your tarot
The card of death and despair
I got the sticky lickin' shots off
Get wicked when I pop off
Your dirty ass bitch got you
Itchy in your ya ya (Hell no)
I'm in the house like a
Fugitive if you would harbor
(You would harbor)
I keep your head spinning with this revolver
(Lil Slug)
It's gonna get tragic if
The killer gets stopped
Serve a cop first day on the job
Rolling down the window
See the flash getting wicked
Raisin' my interior, drunk as fuck
Speedin' through a school zone
I see the devil on the day
We bullets bustin' at random
Without thinking about safety
Killers kill count and calculations
Are the deficit sold so many drugs and not
None of them are medicine
When I'm on the premises
You leavin' in some packagin'
I'm mentally unstable
Your brain's what I'm damagin'
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Motherfucker, I don't even make sense
'Cause I'm takin' all your
Dollars, get the point, hear a gun click
That's the last sound that
Your motherfucking ass hear
In the background, listen to the Rydas cheer
(Hey)
'Cause your dead, down, dick in the dirt
No work, i could sit back and let
The little homies go berserk
Fuck the earth, not a joke
Goddamn, let the world burn
Lookin' at 'em all squirm
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!
Addicted to the screams, you hear them sirens
Killers bustin' shots and wilin'
Body bags, you know we supply 'em
We rydin'! We violent!