Dem bitches

Dem bitches Lyrics

Everybody wanna know who run
b**ch, you know who the f**k run it
We run it
We always have and always will mothaf**ka, whut!


Who play dem b**ches like a ball game
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like they all the same
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like some ole lays
Rydas do
Who ride them b**ches like a subtrain
Psychopathic Rydas do


Who play dem b**ches like a ball game
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like they all the same
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like some ole lays
Rydas do
Who ride them b**ches like a subtrain
Psychopathic Rydas do
I play the chicken heads
The way the chicken heads should be playin'
Got no time to listen to the sqwakin' that they be sayin'
You can eat this dick up
Till these balls break the chinup
I really have no preference if you swallow or spit up
You'ze a trick b**ch
I got no luv for a trick, b**ch
Only good for suckin' and massagin on this dick b**ch
Got no love fo b**ches
Never did and never will
Catch me f**kin' chunky ass b**ches
With them high heals

Dem b**ches don't know
Bout this Detroit Mafia
Hoods and black trucks
Khakis and black chucks
I put a bullet hole
Dead in yo jeep
You'll find tha back of your head
Is scattered all up in the street (Blaugh)
Two reasons
Number one you'ze a trick
Number two you ask a lot about my personal sh*t
So tell me
Is you a mark?
I ain't takin' no chance
I'd rather blow your head off and have you sh*ttin' in your pants

Who play dem b**ches like a ball game
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like they all the same
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like some ole lays
Rydas do
Who ride them b**ches like a subtrain
Psychopathic Rydas do

Who play dem b**ches like a ball game
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like they all the same
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like some ole lays
Rydas do
Who ride them b**ches like a subtrain
Psychopathic Rydas do

There ain't a b**ch in this world
That I give a f**k about
Know that
Right off the bat
I grab your girl
And tell her blow that
Rydas keep it true
We just wanna bust a nut
On yo titties, on yo face
Or on that fat ass dub, what?
b**ches talkin' like that sh*t's the sh*t
They wanna ride wit us
But they don't wanna ryde this dick, sh*t
Foe Foe, keep it real as I can
And if you wit me
Don't forget me
And just give up the ass
Biatch

Now who wanna f**k with a nigga that be maja
Always on the block, doin' ho's through my paga
Pimpin' on the regular
Steady slangin' rocks
b**ch, I'ma Ryda
And I keep the gun cocked
Fo any checky b**ch
That wanna see me
The Rydas' real niggas
We one with the street
Where dem b**ches
Der dem b**ches
Eat up on a dick cuz you can't get wit us

Who play dem b**ches like a ball game
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like they all the same
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like some ole lays
Rydas do
Who ride them b**ches like a subtrain
Psychopathic Rydas do

Who play dem b**ches like a ball game
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like they all the same
Rydas do
Who play dem b**ches like some ole lays
Rydas do
Who ride them b**ches like a subtrain
Psychopathic Rydas do

You can have a centipede hangin' out your pussy
I'ma still hit it raw, like gushy
Smooshy
b**ches betta recognize a Ryda
Bow down
And suckly we draggin' by yo foot and hangin' out my truck
Bumpy
See me on the corner
Swiggin' on some drank
If I show up at yo door
I expect to hit some pank
Gang affiliation
Meanin' everybodie's next to hit it
17 Rydas hit the pussy baby b**ch admit it