Dead in Ditches
[00:08.90] Fucking faggots
[00:11.15] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[00:15.40] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
[00:19.65] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[00:23.90] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
[00:28.15] That's when we ride on bitches
[00:30.40] You fucking faggot snitches
[00:32.65] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[00:34.65] We leave you dead in ditches
[00:36.90] That's when we ride on bitches
[00:39.16] You fucking faggot snitches
[00:41.15] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[00:43.40] We leave you dead in ditches
[00:44.90] Don't get us wrong, we only made this song
[00:47.15] To make you feel hard when you hit the bong
[00:49.40] And when the 40's up and then the 40's gone
[00:51.40] To lick shots, kill cops to a hip-hop song
[00:53.66] So pull them toasters out them holsters
[00:56.15] Pull that shirt right off your shoulders
[00:58.40] Pull that nine, this is how you hold her
[01:00.40] Pull that trigger, HU soldiers
[01:02.65] Punk, rock out on the block
[01:05.40] Tick-tock, you cannot stop
[01:07.64] Hip-hop like when we drop-top so hot
[01:11.15] Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey
[01:13.40] Trigger finger feeling frisky
[01:15.40] When you shoot, it's so damn risky
[01:17.65] Dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me
[01:20.15] That's when we ride on bitches
[01:22.40] You fucking faggot snitches
[01:24.40] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[01:26.65] We leave you dead in ditches
[01:28.65] That's when we ride on bitches
[01:30.90] You fucking faggot snitches
[01:33.15] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[01:35.15] We leave you dead in ditches
[01:36.65] Wait up, hold on, oh no
[01:37.65] Got you faggots in a choke-hold
[01:39.15] And I think I like you, but my nine sure don't
[01:41.39] And how many shots till you hit that floor? I bet four
[01:44.40] "Yo Charlie, you're loco"
[01:45.90] For sure, how many people dipping in my four-door?
[01:48.90] "I see 3"
[01:49.90] Bitch no, there's 5 in the back, and your girl's on my lap
[01:52.40] She's a down-low, pro hoe for sure
[01:54.65] What? What the fuck did I just say?
[01:56.90] I don't ask any questions, I just spray
[01:58.90] So hey, what I may say may be risque
[02:01.66] Deuce made me this way
[02:03.39] That's why you don't want no beef
[02:04.90] 'Cause me verse you is like beat the geek
[02:07.15] So we can talk right here or in the street
[02:09.40] But my gun talks first 'cause he loves to speak, bitch
[02:11.91] That's when we ride on bitches
[02:14.15] You fucking faggot snitches
[02:16.14] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[02:18.39] We leave you dead in ditches
[02:20.65] That's when we ride on bitches
[02:22.90] You fucking faggot snitches
[02:24.90] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[02:27.15] We leave you dead in ditches
[02:28.90] Yo, I'm in the Coupe DeVille with the shiny rims
[02:30.90] Playing these bitches like a violin
[02:33.40] I got more freaks than a carnival
[02:35.65] Pop the trunk, there's my arsenal
[02:37.40] I got bats, gats, straps, so let's start a war
[02:39.66] I'll eat you alive like a carnivore
[02:41.90] My guns need nicotine, they smoke more than me
[02:43.90] I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me
[02:45.90] Ooh, wee, yo King Kong swinging from a tree
[02:49.65] Dropping on these haters, so they bleed
[02:51.40] I'm coming at you bitches full-speed
[02:53.08] "Funny Man, lay off the weed"
[02:54.33] Oh, people get jealous when I'm skating on Daytons
[02:56.83] And that's like Freddy Kruger hating on Jason
[02:59.08] That's got the Funny Man losing his patience
[03:00.82] Leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin
[03:03.57] That's when we ride on bitches
[03:05.58] You fucking faggot snitches
[03:07.82] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[03:10.07] We leave you dead in ditches
[03:11.07] Undead!
[03:12.08] What! Say what the fuck!
[03:15.32] Six shooters up!
[03:17.33] Now, what the fuck?
[03:18.83] Point them up!
[03:20.33] Who's down to ride, who's down to ride?
[03:22.32] Undead, pop shots, we're down to die
[03:24.58] Who's down to die, who's down to die?
[03:26.83] Undead, pop shots, we're bound to ride
[03:29.33] Black hat sideways, white-bold "LA"
[03:31.33] Flat on your back, leave you smoked like an ashtray
[03:33.83] Wig split, face ripped, nod if you're listening
[03:35.83] Shot to the cross, leave you dead like a Christian
[03:38.08] Pop, pop
[03:39.33] Your heart just stops, stops
[03:41.33] When I just cock, cock my gun
[03:44.08] 'Cause I shoot for fun, that's how the west was won
[03:46.32] I sell an ounce, and then I sell two more
[03:48.38] Then I come to collect with the pistol 44
[03:50.63] There's some truth to that about the weed or the gat
[03:52.88] You may never know, just leave it at...
[03:55.12] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[03:59.63] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
[04:03.87] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[04:08.13] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
