Psychopathic Rydas - Killa Ova Nuttin' Lyrics
Yeah, what the hell you know about the Rydas? Blacktrucks and hoods *****!! Shit, you better check that,hell...Yo! I'm a killaCap peelaOther *****es is wack, but Rydas are for rillaGimme all your skrillaYour keys to your rideTell your ***** to leave her purse with the walletinsideAin't no frontin'When Cell Block starts dumpin'Through your neighborhood our black trucks be bumpin'Watch your mouth, peep game, and learn somethin'Nigga, check nuts, 'cause I'm killin' ova nuttin'Now I be ridin' with my shottyA fifth of BicardiMy nose snottyIn the partyIntentions to levitate her bodyGive a ***** 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 ***** 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' motha*****as 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' motha*****as up over anything!Pop! Pop! Pop! Gun em' down, baby down!Dumpin' from the east to the westside of town!Now I knew this *****, yo, she used to love meBuffin' on my pickle, peace, 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 *****es all
