All beats for the Rydas music are stolen, or used without permission, from mainstream artists such as Nelly, The Godfather and Cypress Hill. If a lawsuit were ever to be filed against them, they would just close down the label and walk. To date, The Rydas remain free from legal action.
As the Rydas, the artists take on the aliases of Bullet (Violent J), Full Clip (Shaggy 2 Dope), Foe Foe (Monoxide), Lil' Shank (Jamie Madrox), Cell Block (Blaze Ya Dead Homie), and Yung Dirt (Boondox).
Compared to their alter egos on Psychopathic Records, the Rydas are unique in that their music is not horrorcore, but gangsta rap.
In 2000, Myzery left Psychopathic Records, hence removing Twin Gatz from the Rydas lineup. Many believed the group would be weakened because of this, but the group remained stronger than ever. In 2001, their second album was released at the 2nd Gathering and was entitled Ryden Dirtay. It featured the remaining five Rydas and is widely considered to be better than the first album.
Also in 2002, Pendulum #7 from the Pendulum comic books was released, featuring 3 Rydas solo songs: What Rydas Do Fo Money?, by Full Clip, and Who Wanna Flex? & I Don't Wanna Die, by Bullet.
Their third album, Check Your Shit in Bitch!, was released in 2004. This album featured "Sawed Off" and "Converse", bringing the Rydas lineup to its highest at 7 members, and featured 13 brand new tracks. Plus, an untitled EP was sold alongside the album at the 2004 Gathering, featuring a song off the album called Scrimps, as well as three exclusive songs. Also, at that year's Gathering the Rydas performed at the Mystery Seminar, minus Converse.
On October 21, 2005, Esham officially left Psychopathic Records, as did Anybody Killa on February 3, 2006, therefore removing Sawed Off and Converse from the lineup.
There are currently 6 members in the group working on a new album in their portable studio while on The Tempest Tour. In a recent interview from Violent J from faygoluvers.net, the title of the new album will be Duk Da Fuk Down, and it is expected to be released sometime in 2007. The new lineup will be Violent J, Shaggy 2 Dope, Jamie Madrox, Monoxide, Blaze Ya Dead Homie, and at the time newly added Boondox.
In the special Gathering 07' addition of Weekly Freekly Weekly on the scrolling text box says one of the new rydas name is Yung Dirt, pointing to Boondox because of the southern roots and talking bout "the red dirt looks like blood" from lyrics on his songs.
In July 2007, the new Psychopathic Rydas video for the song Duk Da Fuk Down was released, introducing the new member Yung Dirt (Boondox). The video shows gangsta rap imagery, continuing the classic and known Psychopathic Rydas themes.
Thumpin
Psychopathic Rydas Lyrics
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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)
Cuz 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
Cuz 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
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
Cuz 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)
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'
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
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'
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 cuz you got fucked up
Gangsta, Gangsta
Come and get some
Gangsta, Gangsta
Lil' boy
Gangsta, Gangsta
You don't want none
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
The song "Thumpin" by Psychopathic Rydas is a hip hop track that emphasizes the group's love for fighting in the streets. The song is set up as a call to action for the group's listeners to join in on the violence and mayhem, asserting that this is the true nature of the gangster lifestyle. The lyrics are filled with boasts about the group's fighting abilities and a clear defiance of any law or authority that would try to stop them.
The opening lines of the song emphasize the intention of the group to get their "swang on" and throw down in the streets. The singer boasts about his ability to beat up other people, using various tactics including mean mugging and hitting people with a cue stick. The lyrics suggest that there is no honor in fighting fair, and that the only thing that matters is winning. The song also contains a number of taunts directed at haters and instigators, making it clear that anyone who tries to get in their way will be dealt with harshly.
In conclusion, "Thumpin" is a violent and aggressive song that glorifies gangster culture and encourages listeners to engage in street fighting. The lyrics are filled with bravado and tough talk, making it clear that the Psychopathic Rydas are not to be messed with. The song is a clear anthem for anyone who wants to embrace a life of crime and violence.
Line by Line Meaning
Bare nuts baby
We're unapologetically bold and fearless
We finna get our swang on
We're about to have a great time
Old school throwin' down
We're bringing back the classic style
Be some great fun
It's going to be an amazing time
Look at my knuckles
My hands show the evidence of my fights
I'm missin' three humps (ungh)
Those missing humps are from knocking heads
That's from bustin' heads on tump
My knuckles are damaged from fighting
I'ma tell you like this (Tell 'em)
Listen closely to what I'm about to say
You don't win
You can't defeat me
Cuz I break your neck when I rock your chin
I can incapacitate you with a single hit
Don't take much for me to get 'em up (Plah)
I can easily start a fight
Mean mug shoulder shrug
I intimidate others with my cold stare and indifference
And I'ma hit 'em up (Yea)
I will attack and strike them
And don't try me with the kung-fu shit
Don't attempt any martial arts moves on me
Cuz I'll slack your fuckin' head
I'll hit you hard and make your head snap back
With a cue stick (Yea)
I'll even use a pool cue to harm you
Could be I ain't the greatest around
I may not be the best, but
But I damn sure crunk your face off
I can definitely rough you up
Believe that
You can trust in my abilities
Hater and Instigators
Those who despise and provoke
Don't test me (woo)
Don't challenge me, it won't end well
One throat punch'll collapse your chest piece
A single punch can cause serious damage
And it ain't no law to the dump (yeah)
There are no rules in the fight
25 Rydas run it up (Ye-Yeah!)
Our group of 25 Rydas dominate the scene
If you dump
If you're not loyal
It ain't down with the hatchet
You're not accepted by our group
It's manditory law that you catch it
You must face the consequences
It all starts when I sing the eye
Everything begins when I initiate the fight
Then everybody jumps in (ahhhh) (bye Bye)
Others quickly join in the brawl
Gangsta, Gangsta
We embody the gangster lifestyle
Come and get some
If you dare, come fight us
Lil' boy
Referring to someone as insignificant or weak
You don't want none
You don't want any part of this
What you thought homeboy (what?)
Did you really think you could challenge us?
Meet me in the street
Let's settle this outside
And anybody else in the bitch who got beef
Anyone else who has a problem with us
We the Ryda click fool (yeah)
We are the Ryda group, don't disrespect
And we love to fight
Fighting is what we enjoy
Foe Foe be the mafucker down on site
Foe Foe is always ready to fight
Get you jaw broke ho
I'll break your jaw, you weak person
Cuz you talk a tune
You talk tough without backing it up
I have you sippin' out a straw
You'll need a straw to drink because of your injured mouth
For a couple a months
The pain and recovery will last for a while
For a little bit a fun (yeah-yea)
Just for the sake of having some enjoyment
I'm fightin' two on one
I'm taking on two opponents at once
Knock you out
I'll render you unconscious
And watch your homeboy run (Biatch)
Your friend will flee in fear
Mean muggin' ain't a friend a mine
I don't associate with those who give me dirty looks
And if ya look at me wrong
If you give me a hostile gaze
I'ma bust you in the eye
I'll punch you in the eye
Leave ya head wide open
I'll create an opportunity to attack you
With a broken nose bitch
I'll cause you to have a broken nose
Shoulda known trick (what?)
You should have been aware, fool
This ain't no hoe shit (right)
This is not cowardly behavior
Hands up bitch
Raise your hands, coward
You wanna come test me?
Do you really want to challenge me?
Keep flappin' ya jaw
Keep talking nonsense
Get it broke quickly
Your jaw will be broken in no time
Just like I leaves
Similar to how I cause harm
Sting like a bee
I hit hard and fast
Before you get up
Before you have a chance to retaliate
Knock out the scene
I'll dominate the situation
Why you after ten
Even when you're done
Leave you body on the pavement
I'll leave you lying on the ground
Cop grabbed me
A policeman caught hold of me
So I get three kicks in
Still, I manage to land three kicks
I'm a killa
I'm a killer
Tonight I'm steady stompin'
Tonight, I'm confidently fighting
Takin' any mothafucka out
Defeating anyone who opposes me
From here to Brooklyn
Even if it means traveling to Brooklyn
Give 'em brain damage
Inflict severe head injuries
A sucka half retarded
Leave them mentally impaired
Step on up
Challenge me if you dare
And be the first to get it started
But be prepared to face the consequences
Bitch I'ma nut-case
I'm a crazy individual
All about thumpin'
My main focus is fighting
Mr. 'Stomp a nigga'
I'm known for stomping people
And I'm still straight thumpin' (yea)
And I continue to fight without hesitation
Bitch if I knuckle up (wha?)
If I make a fist
Somebody gettin' fucked up (yup)
Someone is going to get seriously injured
I'm wirin' jaw and mouths shut
I'll forcefully shut your mouth
Swingin' on you with the 8-0-L-B-S's
I'll strike you with powerful punches
Guard your grill
Protect your face
I'm blowin' out ya chests (wa-cha)
I'll deliver powerful blows to your chest
My suggestion is
My advice is
Swing back and get beat
Fight back and face defeat
I been known to knock a nigga off his feet
I'm experienced in knocking people down
You drinkin' all that drank
You're consuming alcohol
And talkin' all that flack
While also talking nonsense
Now come outside
Now step outside
And get your mothafuckin' drunk ass (yeah-yea)
And face the consequences, you intoxicated fool
Shakin' like a bitch
Trembling like a coward
Reachin' fo yo heat
Trying to grab your weapon
While my homeboy stompin' yo folk up in the street (Get the fuck out mafucka)
While my friend is fiercely attacking your group on the street
If ya talkin' all that shit
If you're talking nonsense
Lookin' ta start somethin'
Seeking to initiate a fight
Me and my dawgs been down fo straight thumpin'
Me and my friends are always ready for a fight
Don't know we droppin' directly behind our chin (whoo)
You don't know that our punches come from our core
Knockin' fools out
Knocking individuals unconscious
Pick 'em out
Selecting targets
And knock 'em out again (blah)
Then knocking them down once more
Slugs and frugs go fallin' to the floor (yup)
Bullets and bodies collapsing on the ground
Feet start skufflin'
Feet begin to shuffle
Moving towards the door (ahh!)
Heading towards the exit
And there go Foe Foe
There goes Foe Foe
Drawn back with a haymake (what)
Prepared to throw a powerful punch
Hit the bitch so hard
Delivering a forceful blow to the person
That her man's leg shake
Causing her partner's leg to tremble
Whoo Whoo!
Expressing satisfaction or excitement
That's be the battle call
It's our signal to start the fight
Straight north coast
Representing our region, the north coast
Fuck the southern jaw (yeah)
Disregarding and opposing the southern region
Do them thangs
Execute our fighting techniques
Some eyes got swole (haha)
Some individuals have swollen eyes
Look down and it was 6 a them hoes (bitch)
I look down and see six defeated individuals
Punk mothafucka better recognize 5 times (ye-yeah)
Cowardly person, you should acknowledge our strength
Up for a beating cuz you got fucked up
You're in for a punishment because you messed with us
Contributed by Keira A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
TheBC313
"And dont try me with the kung fu shit cuz i'll smack your FUCKING head, with a cue stick!" I LOVE the way J delivers that line
gì
Hard song.dope alvum very talented.put it up on cd! hit with a que stick,breaked like in Butterfly Effect Movie .
soopa wack
damn this song gets me pumped
deadflyondawall
that sample is classic
Lacey Francoeur
Whoop whoop to my wicked ass fam
HorrorShow131
the beat makes me happy!
WigSpliTTeR6661
ALL DAY FAM!! WHOO WHOO!!
Caryn Dixon
fuckin love psychopathic rydaz man this shits so fuckin GANGSTA whoop whoop
Sean Flynn
whoop whoop dis shit is wycked as hell
A Drunk Canadian
If we Juggalo's were a gang we'd be bigger than bloods an crips togethor!!!!