Psychopathic Rydas - Boom! Lyrics
Don BowlioHeh Hehyeah yeahuhEminemehSip Assheh hehEminemehBustaA dotter like me babyIt ain't nideoWe don't work the streetsWe stay above emWont see me on a corner with a pattern ragI'm urination in a cut slangin heron bagsBut I do pack heat for dem fags I meetI done came up *****ed tussle over a street (what)I'm tryin to see paper like a state bank vaultAnd if I have to run through you, boy it aint my faultYou hear that thunderThat's my woofers goin boomWhen we ride past ur house we be rattlin your living roomVolume up to ten, Rydas hanging out the windowDumpin on the bustas and spitin at all the fine hoesMake a left so I can kop a bag greeneryRoll it up and pass it to the motha*****ers next to meLet me hit that shitWe wont quitFull ClipCell BlockShankFoe FoeAnd BulletI'm like boomYou bangin? Don't matter to meI'm like boomNobody lives fatter than meI'm like boomHogs and crabs, you all scabsI'm like boom, boom, boomYou bangin? Don't matter to meI'm like boomNobody lives fatter than meI'm like boomHogs and crabs, you all scabsI'm like boom, boom, boom***** nigga listen, I'm the rap gameI'm like the 50 karat shining with the platinum chainI'm a thousand dollar bill with the big ass faceand I'm the one that bust shots when the cops give chaseI'm like boompeople always rydin my dickyou can never see me, all black windows off in the whipI'm in the game to make a million and I'm out this *****Flaunt it hard with the roadee with the iced out pickI s
