Psychopathic Rydas - Pap! Pap! lyrics

[Psychopathic Rydas - Pap! Pap! lyrics]

Yeah! Pap pap!
Get shot, where your fuckin' hats at?!
(Rydas) uh, Bullet, Cell Block, Lil' Shank
Full Clip, and Sawed Off, motherfucker!
(Get the motherfucker)
Foe Foe! (Pull your gats out) yung Dirt!
(Blast 'em) whip somethin' out on 'em!
Shoot that motherfucker right in the mouth!
(Get the motherfucker, yeah yeah)
Shoot that motherfucker in the lips, bitch!

Pap Pap, ridin' with the strap on my lap
If you ain’t packing no protection
Well then you catching a clap
I let 15 go out the car window
Block 19, blast, and then I stop and reload
Ain’t no stopping me, no
I got them hollow-pointed heat seekers
Guaranteed to make you bleed or have
You meetin' with the preacher
How you doing? Nice to meet you!
Knock the sweat off your lip
This is trigger gymnastics, bitch
Now do a backflip!

Rat-a tat automatic, squeeze the trigger
I'll make it clap
Like an audience applause
Hot rocks through they back (Pap pap)
Encore, reloadin' and give em’
More to every G
In the fetal position layin' on the floor
Swiss cheese ‘em
Leave em’ holy like the bible cheese grater
Bet I made 'em buckshots in my rifle
Hollowpoints from my rifle
You're riddled with bullet holes
'Til I ventilated your head and
Wetted up all your clothes

Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)
Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)

Pap Pap’s the sound, Rydas clap back around
42-inch rims on the Caprice
Four off the ground
Punk out, it’s brand new, you in the rearview
Still lookin' real hard, what you gon' do?
Hear the gat, pap pap, see the gunfire flash
You ate a blast, it’s time to take a dirt nap
You deserve that, Stay off the ballsack
All you sack tap sniffers get
The pap pap quicker!

I’m takin' shots while you takin'
Hot shit's on apot
Like fuck it, shoot a cop
Are you a Ryda or not?
I got a Ruger that just sit's at the spot
And she actin' like a pregnant bitch
Just waitin' to pop
I got a Mossberg sittin' in
The trunk of the drop
With the tape on the stock since
She been shot with a lot
I give a fuck if you barkin’ or not
I'll have you put down like a sick
Dog roamin' through a parking lot!

Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)
Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)

Pap Pap! I peel your cap, make your dome flap
Lay you flat
The same place that you standin' at
Fuck a bank, I got my bank invested in gats
So you best believe I aim to
Add to my money stacks
Click Clack, the hammer's cocked back
You got a hole in your head
Before it’s time to react
It’s as simple as that
You an X on my treasure map
I’m running your pockets, tryin'

I let the neighborhood ring like
It’s the 4th of July
So keep your head down real low
As I light up the sky
I’m lettin' off a little steam
'cause I’m not at ease
Poppin’ off at all my problems
May you rest in peace
Pull the trigger real slow
Watch the gun unload
The last motherfucker standin' is
The one in control
I hold it down 'cause I have to
Ain’t no lie
So every time you hear my pistol pop
Some fool done died!

Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)
Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)

Pap Pap! I shot a bitch in
The back at the bar
I get slapped, I react too hard
Disregard what’s right and what’s wrong
I get nutty as hell like a slut’s thong
Catch me with your head
Feel me hit your chest
Who am I? (Bullet) Missing any vest
Pap Pap, heard around the city
25 dollar rock man, 2 for fifty

Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)
Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)

Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)
Shells hittin’ the ground
Smoke blowin' around
So we cock back the hammer
('Cuz it's about to go down)
If you a motherfuckin' Ryda, let it pap!
(Pap pap)
Let it pap (Pap pap) , let it pap! (Pap pap)

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