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Psychopathic Rydas - Thumpin' lyrics
(Bullet aka Violent J) 
Bare nuts baby 
We finna get our swang on 
Old school throwin' down 
Be some great fun 
Look at my knuckles 
I'm missin' three humps (ungh) 
That's from bustin' heads on tump 
I'ma tell you like this (Tell 'em) 
You don't win 
'cause I break you neck when I rock you chin 
Don't take much for me to get 'em up (Plah) 
Mean mug shoulder shrug 
And I'ma hit 'em up (Yea) 
And don't try me with the kung-fu shit 
'cause I'll slack your fuckin' head 
With a cue stick (Yea) 
Could be I ain't the greatest around 
But I damn sure crunk your face off 
Believe that 
Hater and Instigators 
Don't test me (woo) 
One throat punch'll collapse your chest piece 
And it ain't no law to the dump (yeah) 
25 Rydas run it up (Ye-Yeah!) 
If you dump 
It ain't down with the hatchet 
It's manditory law that you catch it 
It all starts when I sing the eye 
Then everybody jumps in (ahhhh) (bye Bye) 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
Come and get some 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
Lil' boy 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
You don't want none 
(Foe Foe aka Monoxide) 
What you thought homeboy (what?) 
Meet me in the street 
And anybody else in the bitch who got beef 
We the Ryda click fool (yeah) 
And we love to fight 
Foe Foe be the mafucker down on site 
Get you jaw broke ho 
'cause you talk a tune 
I have you sippin' out a straw 
For a couple a months 
For a little bit a fun (yeah-yea) 
I'm fightin' two on one 
Knock you out 
And watch your homeboy run (Biatch) 
Mean muggin' ain't a friend a mine 
And if ya look at me wrong 
I'ma bust you in the eye 
Leave ya head wide open 
With a broken nose bitch 
Shoulda known trick (what?) 
This ain't no hoe shit (right) 
(Cell Block aka Blaze) 
Hands up bitch 
You wanna come test me? 
Keep flappin' ya jaw 
Get it broke quickly 
Just like I leaves 
Sting like a bee 
Before you get up 
Knock out the scene 
Why you after ten 
Leave you body on the pavement 
Cop grabbed me 
So I get three kicks in 
I'm a killa 
Tonight I'm steady stompin' Psychopathic Rydas - Thumpin' - http://motolyrics.com/psychopathic-rydas/thumpin-lyrics.html
Takin' any mothafucka out 
From here to Brooklyn 
Give 'em brain damage 
A sucka half retarded 
Step on up 
And be the first to get it started 
Bitch I'ma nut-case 
All about thumpin' 
Mr. "Stomp a nigga" 
And I'm still straight thumpin' (yea) 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
Come and get some 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
Lil' boy 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
You don't want none 
(Lil Shank aka Jamie Madrox) 
Bitch if I knuckle up (wha?) 
Somebody gettin' fucked up (yup) 
I'm wirin' jaw and mouths shut 
Swingin' on you with the 8-0-L-B-S's 
Guard your grill 
I'm blowin' out ya chests (wa-cha) 
My suggestion is 
swing back and get beat 
I been known to knock a nigga off his feet 
You drinkin' all that drank 
And talkin' all that flack 
Now come outside 
And get your mothafuckin' drunk ass (yeah-yea) 
Shakin' like a bitch 
Reachin' fo yo heat 
While my homeboy stompin' yo folk up in the street (Get the fuck out mafucka) 
If ya talkin' all that shit 
Lookin' ta start somethin' 
Me and my dawgs been down fo straight thumpin' 
(Full Clip aka Shaggy 2 Dope) 
Don't know we droppin' directly behind our chin (whoo) 
Knockin' fools out 
Pick 'em out 
And knock 'em out again (blah) 
Slugs and frugs go fallin' to the floor (yup) 
Feet start skufflin' 
Moving towards the door (ahh!) 
And there go Foe Foe 
Drawn back with a haymake (what) 
Hit the bitch so hard 
That her man's leg shake 
Whoo Whoo! 
That's be the battle call 
Straight north coast 
Fuck the southern jaw (yeah) 
Do them thangs 
Some eyes got swole (haha) 
Look down and it was 6 a them hoes (bitch) 
Punk mothafucka better recognize 5 times (ye-yeah) 
Up for a beating 'cause you got fucked up 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
Come and get some 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
Lil' boy 
Gangsta, Gangsta 
You don't want none 
(Foe Foe) 
Yeah, that's how we come stompin' on mothafuckas (whoo whoo) 
(Right Right) Straight thumpin' in the club (thumpin' in the club, thumpin' in the club) 
Straight dumpin' on suckas everywhere, you know what I'm sayin' 
All you bitch ass nigga think you can step to the Ryda 
We'll put the gats away (whoo whoo) and come see your momma with them 5th hoe 
Bring it to the streets mafucka 
Ain't no punks on my team









