Dead In Ditches (remastered)
[00:08.94] Fucking faggots
[00:10.80] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[00:15.05] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
[00:19.03] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[00:23.82] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
[00:28.33] That's when we ride on bitches
[00:30.18] You fucking faggot snitches
[00:32.32] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[00:34.71] We leave you dead in ditches
[00:36.83] That's when we ride on bitches
[00:38.95] You fucking faggot snitches
[00:41.09] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[00:43.47] We leave you dead in ditches
[00:45.06] Don't get us wrong, we only made this song
[00:47.19] To make you feel hard when you hit the bong
[00:49.32] And when the 40's up and then the 40's gone
[00:51.18] To lick shots, kill cops to a hip-hop song
[00:53.57] So pull them toasters out them holsters
[00:55.96] Pull that shirt right off your shoulders
[00:58.08] Pull that nine, this is how you hold her
[01:00.20] Pull that trigger, HU soldiers
[01:02.59] Punk, rock out on the block
[01:05.25] Tick-tock, you cannot stop
[01:07.38] Hip-hop like when we drop-top so hot
[01:11.09] Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey
[01:13.49] Trigger finger feeling frisky
[01:15.63] When you shoot, it's so damn risky
[01:17.75] Dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me
[01:20.14] That's when we ride on bitches
[01:22.27] You fucking faggot snitches
[01:24.13] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[01:26.52] We leave you dead in ditches
[01:28.64] That's when we ride on bitches
[01:30.77] You fucking faggot snitches
[01:32.90] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[01:35.28] We leave you dead in ditches
[01:36.35] Wait up, hold on, oh no
[01:37.67] Got you faggots in a choke-hold
[01:39.27] 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
[01:44.32] "Yo Charlie, you're loco"
[01:45.91] For sure, how many people dipping in my four-door?
[01:48.83] "I see 3"
[01:49.63] Bitch no, there's 5 in the back, and your girl's on my lap
[01:52.29] She's a down-low, pro hoe for sure
[01:54.67] What? What the fuck did I just say?
[01:56.80] I don't ask any questions, I just spray
[01:58.92] So hey, what I may say may be risque
[02:01.84] Deuce made me this way
[02:03.17] That's why you don't want no beef
[02:04.77] 'Cause me verse you is like beat the geek
[02:06.89] So we can talk right here or in the street
[02:09.29] But my gun talks first 'cause he loves to speak, bitch
[02:11.94] That's when we ride on bitches
[02:14.06] You fucking faggot snitches
[02:16.19] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[02:18.58] We leave you dead in ditches
[02:20.44] That's when we ride on bitches
[02:22.57] You fucking faggot snitches
[02:24.69] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[02:27.08] We leave you dead in ditches
[02:28.94] Yo, I'm in the Coupe DeVille with the shiny rims
[02:31.07] Playing these bitches like a violin
[02:33.19] I got more freaks than a carnival
[02:35.33] Pop the trunk, there's my arsenal
[02:37.18] I got bats, gats, straps, so let's start a war
[02:39.83] I'll eat you alive like a carnivore
[02:41.43] My guns need nicotine, they smoke more than me
[02:43.56] I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me
[02:45.94] Ooh, wee, yo King Kong swinging from a tree
[02:49.40] Dropping on these haters, so they bleed
[02:51.52] I'm coming at you bitches full-speed
[02:53.38] "Funny Man, lay off the weed"
[02:54.71] Oh, people get jealous when I'm skating on Daytons
[02:56.83] And that's like Freddy Kruger hating on Jason
[02:59.49] That's got the Funny Man losing his patience
[03:01.08] Leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin
[03:03.74] That's when we ride on bitches
[03:05.86] You fucking faggot snitches
[03:07.99] So don't you try, we're packing nines
[03:10.38] We leave you dead in ditches
[03:11.18] Undead!
[03:12.50] What! Say what the fuck!
[03:15.43] Six shooters up!
[03:17.56] Now, what the fuck?
[03:19.15] Point them up!
[03:20.74] Who's down to ride, who's down to ride?
[03:22.86] Undead, pop shots, we're down to die
[03:24.99] Who's down to die, who's down to die?
[03:27.11] Undead, pop shots, we're bound to ride
[03:29.51] Black hat sideways, white-bold "LA"
[03:31.63] Flat on your back, leave you smoked like an ashtray
[03:33.76] Wig split, face ripped, nod if you're listening
[03:36.14] Shot to the cross, leave you dead like a Christian
[03:38.32] Pop, pop
[03:39.65] Your heart just stops, stops
[03:41.78] When I just cock, cock my gun
[03:44.39] 'Cause I shoot for fun, that's how the west was won
[03:46.77] I sell an ounce, and then I sell two more
[03:48.63] Then I come to collect with the pistol 44
[03:51.02] There's some truth to that about the weed or the gat
[03:53.15] You may never know, just leave it at...
[03:55.81] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[04:00.05] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
[04:04.30] That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
[04:08.55] That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
