Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Who?, artist - Psychopathic Rydas. Date of issue: 03.01.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Who? |
| Bring it |
| Cell Block, Twin Gats |
| Full Clip, Foe Foe, Lil' Shank, Bullet |
| Jeremy, Psychopathic Rydas |
| Nipples, Tom Dub |
| All up in that bitch ass |
| Bubba Dub, Double A |
| Stepdirt, Jump Steady, Billy Bill, Tom K |
| Mike E. Clark, Jason, Dougie |
| Psychopathic |
| (Bring it to me) |
| Who got more hoes than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who rock more shows than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who got more bank than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who down with hoods in black trucks (Fuckin everybody) |
| Back the fuck up cause y’all ain’t got shit |
| Representin the street killas my whole clique |
| Where the bitch? |
| We run hoes for all they loot |
| And when my money ain’t right yo |
| Believe we down to shoot |
| Different day, what, different bitch |
| And at least once a month, my whole entourage switch |
| Hands down muthafuckas case closed |
| Psychopathic Rydas got all the hoes |
| Who got more hoes than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who rock more shows than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who got more bank than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who down with hoods in black trucks (Fuckin everybody) |
| Everybody that’s down that is. |
| Hey yo, Full Clip bring it to 'em |
| Oooh who’s dat? |
| Clip from the Rydas |
| Dumpin out bystanders at the cops behind us |
| Oooh who’s dat? |
| Your muthafuckin killa |
| Pull out my nine and blast you in your grill, yeah |
| Oooh who’s dat? |
| The winner of bread |
| Put your face on the curb and kick the back of your head |
| Oooh who’s dat? |
| Hatchet representer fool hood in a black truck |
| Ryda till I die that’s who |
| I don’t give a fuck how many caps they peel |
| Fuck they crew and all they muthafuckin homeboys frontin like they real |
| I got the hollow tip bullets for that Teflon vest |
| Blow a hole the size of hubcaps dead in your chest |
| We ain’t afraid to make the hammer go cock |
| Just to erase a couple of wack muthafuckas off the block |
| Leave you layin in a pine box with roses from your crew |
| Pause for a second, check yourself, and ask who |
| Who got more hoes than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who rock more shows than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who got more bank than us? |
| (Don't nobody) |
| No, who down with hoods in black trucks (Fuckin everybody) |
| You saw the show? |
| Say I didn’t rock it |
| I’mma jab a stick in your eye socket |
| I’m through tryin to prove myself all the time |
| I’m the muthafuckin shit bottom line |
| Fuck this tryin to impress y’all |
| I’ll wear a half shirt and walk a fat bitch through the mall |
| Shit I don’t pick and choose my freaks |
| I’ll fuck a crackhead with warts on her butt cheeks |
| And I’d still be the shit like that |
| Fuckin Yokozuna ain’t livin this fat baby what |
| Ain’t nobody bad like us |
| 25 drunk Ryda dawgs in the tour bus |
| Who down with hoods in black trucks? |
| (Fuckin everybody) |