Nobody In Dis Game by Psychopathic Rydas
Nobody In Dis Game by Psychopathic Rydas

Nobody In Dis Game

Psychopathic Rydas * Track #3 On Ryden Dirtay

Nobody In Dis Game Lyrics

[Intro: Cell Block & Foe Foe]
All ya'll young motherfuckers comin' in the game (All my gangstas, all my thugs!)
Thinkin' ya'll gonna change some shit (Be afraid of the game, baby!)
We the motherfuckin' Rydas, bitch! (Ain't nobody in the game like us)
That's motherfuckin' Cell Block (Ain't nobody like us!)
That's Bullet, that's Lil' Shank, that's Foe Foe (Psychopathic Ryda for life, baby, runnin' with a hatchet!)
And that's Full Clip (When I pull on this bitch, what?)
That's five motherfuckin' Rydas, for life, bitch! (Pull up on this bitch, what, what, what?)
Foe Foe, bring the heat!

[Verse 1: Foe Foe]
When I speak, I make the walls all crumble (Yeah!)
Sittin' in the 655 with the bumble
Niggas all live for a block of the cheese
Pop a weak nigga right in his knees, so will I die? (Bitch, please!)
Gettin' G's by any means necessary
That's why my cousin doin' time and my dawgs got buried
Ya'll bitches is afraid of the gang (Right!)
Sittin' posted on the corner insane, makin' money, fuck the fame
Insane in the brain and quick to pull a gat
So quick to lay your punk ass flat
I'm the poster boy for car jacks (Bitch!)
And my name is Foe Foe
Anybody got a problem with me, bring it to my door (Yo, yo!)
And I'ma let my gun unload
And watch the back of your motherfuckin' head explode (Punk!)
I'm from the streets where you hustle for your rep
Anybody wanna step, they gon' catch it, you can bet (What, what, what, what?)

[Chorus: Cell Block]
It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us!
It ain't nobody in this game even close to us!
It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us!
It ain't nobody in this game, nigga! Game, nigga!
It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us!
It ain't nobody in this game even close to us!
It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us!
It ain't nobody in this game, nigga! Game, nigga!

[Verse 2: Full Clip]
Bitch, I'm Full Clip, but you can call me Dreamcast
Ahead of the game, so far number 1 looks last
See the gat blast, hear lead whistle by your ear
Deaf by the sound, vision blinded by the glare
Of a Rollie, dusted the fuck down in ice chips
Hatchet representin' in the window of the black whip
Fuck a grip and them brother busters get no love
Rydas run this motherfucker, throw your hatchets up

[Verse 3: Bullet]
Ain't nobody in this game worth speakin' about
Because the Psychopathic Rydas always freakin' them out
We be like hustlin' popos and we slangin' them bobos
Leavin' motherfuckers missin' like Electrifying Mojo
Killers don't talk, but we be quick to lay them out
And then appear at your funeral like, "What you cryin' about?"
We dressin' up all in black, we pack a hoodie attack
And leave you layin' on the floor like a gorilla came in an broke your back!

[Chorus: Cell Block & Lil' Shank]
It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us!
It ain't nobody in this game even close to us!
It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us!
It ain't nobody in this game, nigga! Game, nigga!
It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us!
It ain't nobody in this game even close to us!
It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us!
It ain't nobody in this game, nigga! Game, nigga! (What, what, what, what, what?)

[Verse 4: Lil' Shank]
You couldn't see a fuckin' thug with a microscope
And there ain't a crew in the industry half as dope (Hell no!)
As Rydas be, Foe Foe on the side of me (Yup!)
Mashin' out of control and reachin' the vicinity
Witness real G's with real rhythm and rhyme
And we takin over hoods one block at a time (Ride with me!)
But hold on fam, before you fall off
And punks get loked, that's when a nigga grab the sawed off (Yeah!)
Time to set some shit off
Take a pull of the blunt, hold the smoke until a motherfucker cough
Chinky-eyed, sittin' in a hoopty ride
Thinkin' to myself (Somebody gon' die!)
Now which one of ya'll wanna catch the slugs?
I represent the unity of five heartless thugs
And we take what we want, be it money or drugs
Can't nobody in the game even fuck with us! (Yeah!)

[Chorus: Cell Block]
It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us!
It ain't nobody in this game even close to us!
It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us!
It ain't nobody in this game, nigga! Game, nigga!
It ain't nobody in this game that hold it down like us!
It ain't nobody in this game even close to us!
It ain't nobody in this game that'll bust like us!
It ain't nobody in this game, nigga! Game, nigga!

Nobody In Dis Game Q&A

Who wrote Nobody In Dis Game's ?

Nobody In Dis Game was written by Blaze Ya Dead Homie & Monoxide & Jamie Madrox & Violent J & Shaggy 2 Dope.

When did Psychopathic Rydas release Nobody In Dis Game?

Psychopathic Rydas released Nobody In Dis Game on Tue Jul 03 2001.

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