Guilty Lyrics – Psychopathic Rydas

Guilty Lyrics by Psychopathic Rydas

Get shot, b#tch!
Who the f#ck is you to say I’m guilty?
So my hands are filthy, back the f#ck up off me!
I’m a criminal, my tech nine goes “Hum”

Accusin’ me is like callin’ a retard dumb
To the fe to the fum, my trigger finger’s dumb
You can sit back and watch as my nickel plate dumps
I explode body parts with one finger squeezin’

It’s killin’ season, I be guilty for no reason
I’m the filthiest, so consider me the guiltiest
The number one murder suspect on the list
For conspiracy and cold-blooded murder allegedly

I bang with the Rydas, but twicе as deadly separately
Plus, I’m into all typе of automatic weaponry
Don’t play with me unless you playin’ Double Jeopardy
For those who slept on me, murder has to be committed

Leave all kinds of evidence so they know I did it
Go ‘head and throw the book at me, I’m guilty
But first you gotta catch me, givin’ up doesn’t come easy
Yes, I did it, I admit it, what you wanna do, ho?

I’ll smack the f#ckin’ judge and shove a javel through his temple
Incarcerate me, man, you crazy, what you smokin’?
f#ck your video and tell surveillance “Stop provokin'”
Guilty as charged, but I ain’t goin’ back behind bars

Ten o’ clock news, masked man armed at large
I’m guilty of so many things [Who are you to judge?
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I’m a Ryda to the very last [You don’t want us all up in your cash

So mind your own or we gon’ dump up in that #ss! [Come on!
I’m guilty of so many things [Who are you to judge?
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I’m a Ryda to the very last [You don’t want us all up in your cash

So mind your own or we gon’ dump up in that #ss! [Come on!]
I shot my pops, he was a guilty drunk
He slapped my moms up with the barrel of his gun
But then again, maybe it was all around time

She was a hooker and he had to lay his pimp hand down, sh#t
I don’t know, I was only six years old
Watchin’ him at the table every night, sniffin’ blow
It was f#cked up, I grew up way too fast

With a hooker and a dope dealin’ pimp as my parents!
The whole crew can get a piece of this dick
And f#ck the judge and his bailiff, and I’ma get the plaintiff [f#ck y’all!
Never f#ck with a killer who’s not afraid

To use a shotgun, Glock, or a blade, finish it off with a grenade
And blow your block off [Pow!
Keep the top before I put one in the side of your head, leavin’ the passenger dead
Willin’ to bet that in the next couple of days

They’ll say they found the body and just throw my case away
I didn’t do sh#t, I never did nothin’
f#ck that lyin’-ass b#tch, she frontin’
Don’t judge me, I didn’t do sh#t wrong

We just kept ridin’, bumpin’ along
I didn’t do sh#t, I never did nothin’
f#ck that lyin’-ass b#tch, she frontin’
Don’t judge me, I didn’t do sh#t wrong

We just kept ridin’, bumpin’ along
I’m guilty of not givin’ a f#ck, guilty of grippin’ a black truck
With tinted windows and the bump-bump
Guilty of strappin’ a loaded piece on my hip

Guilty of situations where I hustled and played a pimp
Not a simp or a mark either, I hold it down
Like a restraint, thinkin’ I’m frontin’, but I ain’t
Guilty of eatin’ shrimps and barbecue ribs

While others sellin’ crack just to feed they kids, come on!
b#tch, I’m guilty, and because of it, I’m glad to be rich
I’m happy, ghetto fabulous, I’ll f#ck a raggedy b#tch
I ride dirtay, pull me over, Bullet’s is bustin’

He might not have checked the trunk, I take no chances, I ain’t trust him
I’m a gangsta, pigs call me Bullet the Monster
I’m demonstratin’ murder skills if anybody wants to
Rydas are ready and guilty of all sorts

Even blowin’ richies out of golf carts, keep it gangsta!
I’m guilty of so many things [Who are you to judge?
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I’m a Ryda to the very last [You don’t want us all up in your cash

So mind your own or we gon’ dump up in that #ss! [Come on!
I’m guilty of so many things [Who are you to judge?
Mind your own or wind up riddled with slugs
I’m a Ryda to the very last [You don’t want us all up in your cash

So mind your own or we gon’ dump up in that #ss! [Come on!]
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Psychopathic Rydas Lyrics – Guilty

Psychopathic Rydas

Guilty