Psychopathic Rydas - BOOM! lyrics

[Psychopathic Rydas - BOOM! lyrics]

Don Bulio, heh heh, yeah yeah uh baby, baby
Sip Ass baby, baby
Busta!

A like me baby, it ain't any of em
We don't work the streets
We stay above 'em
Won't see me on a corner with a pattern rag
I'm marinatin' in a cut
Slangin' heroin bags
But I do pack heat for them fags I meet
I done came up fuck
I'm tryin to see paper like
A state bank vault
And if I have to run through you
Boy it ain't my fault

You hear that thunder? That's
My woofers goin boom
When we ride past your house
We be rattlin' your living room
Volume up to ten
Rydas hanging out the window
Dumpin' on them busters and spittin'
At all the fine hoes
Make a left, so I can cop a bag of greenery
Roll it up and pass it to
The motherfuckers next to me
Let me hit that shit, we won't quit
Full Clip, Cell block, Shank, Foe Foe
And Bullet!

I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like
(Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)
I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like
(Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)

Bitch nigga listen
(What) , I'm the rap game (Yeah)
I'm like the 50 karat shining
With the platinum chain
I'm a thousand dollar bill
With a big-ass face
And I'm the one that bust shots
When the cops give chase
I'm like boom, people always ridin' my dick
You can never see me
All black windows off in the whip
I'm in the game to make a
Million and I'm out this bitch
Flaunt it hard with the Rollie
With the iced-out wrist
I see your whole crew sucking my dick
'cuz of the game and when the nigga go
It ain't never gonna be the same
I'm on top of the world
With the Ryda clique
I get the benefit's while you bitches
Get to ride the dick
Bust a nigga head 'til they wipe me
I got my gat under the wife beat
Nigga these is my streets
Comatose fat ass puss, look like a
Sky high till I die
And when I drop it go boom

Cell Block, Foe Foe, Lil' Shank, Bullet
And me? Ha, I'm Full Clip!
Hey Rydas, make that shit boom!

I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like
(Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)
I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)

When the Henny hit my belly
Chase it down with some Remy hit the telly
(Uh, huh) , connect the deals on my celly
Got hustles going down on all 7 covenants
My payroll includes the last 3 presidents
(Yeah)
Private jets touchin' down in Parasia
Himalayan mountains snow bills as
My money counts
Soon as I clean up King Tut's tomb (What?)
The money is swift, bank accounts like boom!

Throw your hands up if you got money to burn
Plan to stay iced out
(Bitch) , when will you learn (What?)
That I ride with my roadies
(What?) , jack with my roadies (What?)
Dress in all black and
Attack with my roadies? (Yeah)
Been on the streets since the age of ten
Jackin' up cheddar
Doin' my lil' bitch in the pen for some
Mad cause I'm clockin' every grip
And rollin' with the niggas
All about the cheddar, bitch!

I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like
(Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)
I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like
(Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)
I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like
(Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)
I'm like
(Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me)
I'm like
(Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me)
I'm like
(Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs)
I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom)

Hogs and crabs, you all scabs, uh
Ain't nobody live phatter than me
And you bangin' don't matter to me, fool
We the Rydas, we the Rydas
Hogs and crabs, you all scabs
Die for them , motherfucker like boom

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