Lirik Lagu Killa Ova Nuttin' - Psychopathic Rydas
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Yeah, what the hell you know about the Rydas? Blacktrucks and hoods bitch!! Shit, you better check that,hell...
[Cell Block]Yo! I'm a killaCap peelaOther bitches is wack, but Rydas are for rillaGimme all your skrillaYour keys to your rideTell your bitch to leave her purse with the wallet insideAin't no frontin'When Cell Block starts dumpin'Through your neighborhood our black trucks be bumpin'So watch your mouth, peep game, and learn somethin'Nigga, check nuts, 'cause I'm killin' ova nuttin'
[Twin Gats]Now I be ridin' with my shottyA fifth of BicardiManos partin'In the partyIntentions to levitate a bodyGive a fuck who he with or who he knowLet the barrel blowOr a quarrel knowOver somethin' that he borrowed, noDo the mathOn the warpathMakin' predictions to the body countI even blast a hotty nowSprayin' couples 'cause I loved youSo fuck youI don't gang bang 'cause I'm strugglin'Bee-yatch!! Yo I'm a killa ova nuttin'
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
[Full Clip]Now I knew this bitch, yo, she used to love meBuffin' on my pickle piece, everything was lovelyForties and Swishers delivered to my doorstepEarly in the mornin', neden on my woodpeckLivin' lavish, every call beckoned onI'm the big Full Clip and bitches all pause, anyway,with no reason for dramaI killed that muthafuckin' bitch and her mama
[Foe Foe]Still doin' drive-bys and leavin' hoes for deadMisleadIs what my homeboy saidI ain't no bitch hoe, end your life on G.P.With ya whole familyOn the lawn staring at meAnd I could could give a fuck, get to lookin' at my gatGet to feindin' like a basehead, to leave you hoes flatTwin Gats got my backKilla ova nuttin', that's a factGet out my face or get it slapped, bitch
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
[Bullet]I was born with the biggest chip on my shoulderI killed little kids and took they strollersI'm older, tie you up insteadAnd blow red lettuce out the side of your head(pa-tow!!)You could die any minuteTurn your back, and get a hollow point slug in itYou bit itOver nuttin' at allNow they serve peanuts out your skullAt barbecues
[Lil' Shank]I been wonderin' what the fuck you been lookin' atYou know it ain't no thang for me to get my gatAnd blow holes in your frame till you look like an AfghanBody collapsed, soul fly like Peter PanLil' Shank from the hood, raised in bad waysPeel your fuckin' cap 'cause I'm havin' a bad dayHey, you can be a thug if you want toBut I'ma be a Ryda bitch, so fuck you!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
[Cell Block]Yo! I'm a killaCap peelaOther bitches is wack, but Rydas are for rillaGimme all your skrillaYour keys to your rideTell your bitch to leave her purse with the wallet insideAin't no frontin'When Cell Block starts dumpin'Through your neighborhood our black trucks be bumpin'So watch your mouth, peep game, and learn somethin'Nigga, check nuts, 'cause I'm killin' ova nuttin'
[Twin Gats]Now I be ridin' with my shottyA fifth of BicardiManos partin'In the partyIntentions to levitate a bodyGive a fuck who he with or who he knowLet the barrel blowOr a quarrel knowOver somethin' that he borrowed, noDo the mathOn the warpathMakin' predictions to the body countI even blast a hotty nowSprayin' couples 'cause I loved youSo fuck youI don't gang bang 'cause I'm strugglin'Bee-yatch!! Yo I'm a killa ova nuttin'
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
[Full Clip]Now I knew this bitch, yo, she used to love meBuffin' on my pickle piece, everything was lovelyForties and Swishers delivered to my doorstepEarly in the mornin', neden on my woodpeckLivin' lavish, every call beckoned onI'm the big Full Clip and bitches all pause, anyway,with no reason for dramaI killed that muthafuckin' bitch and her mama
[Foe Foe]Still doin' drive-bys and leavin' hoes for deadMisleadIs what my homeboy saidI ain't no bitch hoe, end your life on G.P.With ya whole familyOn the lawn staring at meAnd I could could give a fuck, get to lookin' at my gatGet to feindin' like a basehead, to leave you hoes flatTwin Gats got my backKilla ova nuttin', that's a factGet out my face or get it slapped, bitch
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
[Bullet]I was born with the biggest chip on my shoulderI killed little kids and took they strollersI'm older, tie you up insteadAnd blow red lettuce out the side of your head(pa-tow!!)You could die any minuteTurn your back, and get a hollow point slug in itYou bit itOver nuttin' at allNow they serve peanuts out your skullAt barbecues
[Lil' Shank]I been wonderin' what the fuck you been lookin' atYou know it ain't no thang for me to get my gatAnd blow holes in your frame till you look like an AfghanBody collapsed, soul fly like Peter PanLil' Shank from the hood, raised in bad waysPeel your fuckin' cap 'cause I'm havin' a bad dayHey, you can be a thug if you want toBut I'ma be a Ryda bitch, so fuck you!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
Killa ova nuttin', a Ryda ain't ashamed!Wettin' mothafuckas up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!
