Psychopathic Rydas - Black Trucks lyrics

That's right
My motherfuckin' black truck is dope, dog
As soon as the Rydas pulled up (yeah)
Motherfuckin' trouble done showed up
Don't even try to park near my shit, dog
I'm in the black truck
(What, what, what, what)
I'm in the black truck
(Buck, buck, buck, buck)
Look at the rims on that motherfucker
I'm in the black truck
I'm in the black truck
They clean, they clean, all candy paint
I'm in the black truck
I'm in the black truck (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Jet black Cadillac
Growin' on them twenty somethin'
Tall bag off the yack alpines steady bumpin'
Four five on the side
Tucked by the seat heater
Rollin' like a phantom pitch black
So it's hard to see her
You know the color, call it Texas tea
Black SUV, police chasin' me
I push the gas, mash fast
And that's all she wrote
Last thing they ever seen was the
Glare off the clear coat

My black truck's a black tank
Needle buried in the dash
I'm in a high-speed car chase
So I mash the gas
The pigs try to cut me off with road blocks
I'm a Ryda shootin' through the
Windshield with two Glocks
(Make way) Black truck and
I'm barrelin' through
Bullet holes in the side from
Where police tried to shoot
Spike strips in the streets
But I dodge them shit
Hit the nitrous screamin' "You'll
Never catch me, bitch!"

Never catch me in a hearse
(I'm in a black truck)
Not in the back of a cop car
(I'm in a black truck)
Or in the back of a ambulance
(I'm in a black truck)
I'm in a black truck, I'm in a black truck
Never catch me in a hearse
(I'm in a black truck)
Not in the back of a cop car
(I'm in a black truck)
Or in the back of a ambulance
(I'm in a black truck)
I'm in a black truck, I'm in a black truck

Leather on the seats
Wood grain on the steerin' wheel
Gun metal black chrome rims wheels
Triple limo tinted, bullet proof
Bass comin' through
Where the M16 mounted to the sun roof
Screens and everything fuckin' with Mad Mike
My shit is so nice
Got 'em lookin' for advice
The Rydas stay shinin' and stuntin'
In the black trucks gunnin'
My say goodbye to your woman (Bye, bitch)

My black truck come equipped
With some mud ducks
And packed front to back and side
To side with six crooks
With six matchin' gats all
Pointed at your face
Smoked-out windows and out-of-state
License plates mashin' gats and I'm bound
To hit some wheelies i swear to God
My truck look like it's wearin' Heelys
Twenty-eights got my Tokyo
Driftin' over ponds
Monster truckin' over your bitch ass, it's on

Never see me gettin' towed
(I'm in a black truck)
Or peddlin' on a ten speed
(I'm in a black truck)
Or ridin' on a SMART bus
(I'm in a black truck)
I'm in a black truck, I'm in a black truck
Never see me gettin' towed
(I'm in a black truck)
Or peddlin' on a ten speed
(I'm in a black truck)
Or ridin' on a SMART bus
(I'm in a black truck)
I'm in a black truck, I'm in a black truck

In my all-black truck
I ride from post to post
Motherfuckers faces drop like they
Peepin' a ghost i keep it dressed on shoes
With alligator skin seats
No space left in the back, all beats
Black with the chrome grill
Exotic cherry dash hydraulics up the ass
Bullet holes in the glass
I'm a Ryda in the black truck
Exchangin' fire
With my own reflection in the
Window at the intersection

You can see my
Motherfuckin' windshield's cracked (yeah)
And my two left tires both sittin' on the fat
But I'll still keep mashin' with
My homie way back on the run from them cops
In my truck all black
You know I'm all strapped ready for battle
I make that motherfucker rumble with
My truck on rattle
I got to watch your face crumble
While that ass gets paddled
Slapped truck worth a bundle
But it's stolen in Seattle

Never catch me in a hearse
(I'm in a black truck)
Not in the back of a cop car
(I'm in a black truck)
Or in the back of a ambulance
(I'm in a black truck)
I'm in a black truck, I'm in a black truck
Never catch me in a hearse
(I'm in a black truck)
Not in the back of a cop car
(I'm in a black truck)
Or in the back of a ambulance
(I'm in a black truck)
I'm in a black truck, I'm in a black truck

Gunshots oh shit
Crash