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
Step Dirt, Jumpsteady, Billy Bill, Tom K, uh
Mikey Clark, Jason, Doggie, 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 fucking everybody?

Back the fuck up 'cause y'all ain't got shit
Representin' the street killers, my whole clique
With a 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, motherfuckers, 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 fucking everybody?

Everybody that's down, that is
Yo, Full Clip, bring it to 'em

(Ooh, who's that?) Clip from the Rydas
Dumpin' on bystanders and the cops behind us
(Ooh, who's that?) Your motherfuckin' killer
Pull out my nine and blast you in your grill, yeah
(Ooh, who's that?) The winner of bread
Put your face on the curb and kick the back of your head
(Ooh, who's that?) Hatchet represent a full
Hood in a black truck, Ryda 'til I die, fool

I don't give a fuck how many caps they peel
Fuck they crew and all they motherfuckin'
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 wack motherfuckers 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 fucking 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 motherfuckin' 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 (Uh-uh)
Twenty-five drunk Ryda dawgs in the tour bus

Who down with hoods in black trucks fucking everybody?