Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crackin' , by - Psychopathic Rydas. Release date: 14.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crackin' |
| I’m resurrected by the faith of my streets |
| And I delete all my enemies quick with the heat |
| My name is Foe Foe from the eastside where G’s ride |
| And all the chickens call me «Spanky» cause I slap that back SIDE |
| You have a uncle wack rap, now meet your cousin pimp slap |
| And I’m known for pushin' front teeth straight to the back |
| I let it all crack and bubble laid to the point of no return |
| Kidnap your whole family till you finally learn |
| (Converse) |
| Bitch, my truck is black and I keeps my money stacked |
| In matter of fact I’m straight track jackin' and keeping them crackin' |
| Runnin' your platinum Rydas steamroller flatten them |
| Even if you got proof I killed him I still clapped him |
| Let’s get it crackin' attackin' and gun rackin' |
| When the Rydas roll you know that were pistol packin' |
| Out the gun barrel the fire sparks and flashin' |
| Murder money and mayhem I’m still mashin' |
| We get it crackin' so what’s happening |
| Don’t get a Ryda wild he’ll start blastin' |
| We make it crackulate until the night is late |
| If you get a Ryda wild it’s your last mistake |
| (Bullet) |
| Let’s get it crackin' these bitches in here poppin' pussy |
| Let’s get it crackin' Rydas get they fuckin' cookies |
| Let’s get it crackin' pull your heat out aim it up and bust |
| Let’s get it crackin' and if somebody hit they fucked |
| I don’t give a fuck I don’t fuckin' give a fuck less |
| Fully automatic German Uzi in the truck dash |
| I ride by I’ma Ryda and I ride high |
| Muthafuckas diein' don’t no mother fuckers slide by |
| (Lil' Shank) |
| A Ryda dump a Ryda leave you layin' lookin' a bitch |
| Better be bumpin' if you ridin' to this |
| Get it crackin' your about to witness a thug in action actin' wild in the club |
| I got you on me wantin' the club, show me love |
| Or see me all in your shit runnin' your pockets quick |
| Tell that bitch workin' the door he can get his shit split |
| With the banana clip, Full Clip brought the AK |
| And we ain’t feelin' all that no sneaker rule and tuck chains |
| We get it crackin' so what’s happening |
| Don’t get a Ryda wild he’ll start blastin' |
| We make it crackulate until the night is late |
| If you get a Ryda wild it’s your last mistake |
| (Sawed Off) |
| We gettin' all yall Rydas in affect tonight |
| Pistol poppin' head crackin' any hater insight |
| We in this bitch now hoe stay on your Ps and Qs |
| My whole crew pack gats go 'head make your move |
| We get it crackin' no relaxin' when lips get flappin' |
| Something bound to happen, watch out ya’ll |
| You don’t want no part in this |
| I’ll have your ass all hemmed up and your bitch all pissed |
| (Cell Block) |
| Get it crackin' you know the moment we arrive |
| When seven black trucks pull up with Gs up inside |
| Bitches run out beggin' for a glimpse at a pimp |
| And a chance to be the third trick on my hip, come on bitch |
| Now your man’s upset talking all types of madness |
| Pull out the heat and I blast on that bastard |
| Grab hoe into the club and crack the 40 |
| The Rydas keep it live for everybody at the party |
| We get it crackin' so what’s happening |
| Don’t get a Ryda wild he’ll start blastin' |
| We make it crackulate until the night is late |
| If you get a Ryda wild it’s your last mistake |