Psychopathic Rydas - Guilty lyrics

Get shot, bitch!

Who the fuck is you to say I'm guilty?
So my hands are filthy
Back the fuck up off me!
I'm a criminal, my tech nine goes "Hum"
Accusin' me is like callin' a retard dumb
To the fe to the fum
My trigger finger's dumb
You can sit back and watch
As my nickel plate dumps
I explode body parts with
One finger squeezin' it's killin' season
I be guilty for no reason

I'm the filthiest
So consider me the guiltiest
The number one murder suspect on the list
For conspiracy and cold-blooded
Murder allegedly i bang with the Rydas
But twicе as deadly separately
Plus, I'm into all typе of automatic weaponry
Don't play with me unless
You playin' Double Jeopardy
For those who slept on me
Murder has to be committed
Leave all kinds of evidence so
They know I did it

Go 'head and throw the book at me, I'm guilty
But first you gotta catch me
Givin' up doesn't come easy
Yes, I did it, I admit it, what you wanna do
Ho? I'll smack the fuckin' judge and shove
A javel through his temple
Incarcerate me, man, you crazy
What you smokin'? Fuck your video and tell
Surveillance "Stop provokin'"
Guilty as charged
But I ain't goin' back behind bars
Ten o' clock news, masked man armed at large

I'm guilty of so many things
(Who are you to judge?)
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I'm a Ryda to the very last
(You don't want us all up in your cash)
So mind your own or we gon'
Dump up in that ass! (Come on)
I'm guilty of so many things
(Who are you to judge?)
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I'm a Ryda to the very last
(You don't want us all up in your cash)
So mind your own or we gon'
Dump up in that ass! (Come on)

I shot my pops, he was a guilty drunk
He slapped my moms up with
The barrel of his gun
But then again, maybe it was all around time
She was a hooker and he had
To lay his pimp hand down, shit
I don't know, I was only six years old
Watchin' him at the table every night
Sniffin' blow
It was fucked up, I grew up way too fast
With a hooker and a dope
Dealin' pimp as my parents!

The whole crew can get a piece of this dick
And fuck the judge and his bailiff
And I'ma get the plaintiff (Fuck y'all)
Never fuck with a killer who's not afraid
To use a shotgun, Glock, or a blade
Finish it off with a grenade
And blow your block off (Pow)
Keep the top before I put one
In the side of your head
Leavin' the passenger dead
Willin' to bet that in the
Next couple of days
They'll say they found the body and
Just throw my case away

I didn't do shit, I never did nothin'
Fuck that lyin'-ass bitch, she frontin'
Don't judge me, I didn't do shit wrong
We just kept ridin', bumpin' along
I didn't do shit, I never did nothin'
Fuck that lyin'-ass bitch, she frontin'
Don't judge me, I didn't do shit wrong
We just kept ridin', bumpin' along

I'm guilty of not givin' a fuck
Guilty of grippin' a black truck
With tinted windows and the bump-bump
Guilty of strappin' a loaded piece on my hip
Guilty of situations where I hustled
And played a pimp
Not a simp or a mark either, I hold it down
Like a restraint, thinkin' I'm frontin'
But I ain't
Guilty of eatin' shrimps and barbecue ribs
While others sellin' crack just
To feed they kids, come on!

Bitch, I'm guilty, and because of it
I'm glad to be rich
I'm happy, ghetto fabulous
I'll fuck a raggedy bitch
I ride dirtay, pull me over
Bullet's is bustin'
He might not have checked the
Trunk, I take no chances, i ain't trust him
I'm a gangsta
Pigs call me Bullet the Monster
I'm demonstratin' murder skills if
Anybody wants to
Rydas are ready and guilty of all sorts
Even blowin' richies out of golf carts
Keep it gangsta!

I'm guilty of so many things
(Who are you to judge?)
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I'm a Ryda to the very last
(You don't want us all up in your cash)
So mind your own or we gon'
Dump up in that ass! (Come on)
I'm guilty of so many things
(Who are you to judge?)
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I'm a Ryda to the very last
(You don't want us all up in your cash)
So mind your own or we gon'
Dump up in that ass! (Come on)