Who? Lyrics - Psychopathic Rydas

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 tell 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 

Everyday what, different bitch 

And at least once a month, my whole enterage 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 me and 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 representin fool hood in a black truck 

Ryda till I die that's what 

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'ma 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 dis 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)