Deuce: Fucking faggots
(Ha!)
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
Johnny 3 Tears: Don't get us wrong, we only made this song
To make you feel hard when you hit the bong
And when the 40's up and then the 40's gone
To lick shots, kill cops to a hip-hop song
So pull them toasters out them holsters
Pull that shirt right off your shoulders
Pull that nine, this is how you hold her
Pull that trigger, HU soldiers
Punk, rock out on the block
Tick-tock, you cannot stop
Hip-hop like when we drop-top so hot
Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey
Trigger finger feeling frisky
When you shoot, it's so damn risky
Dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me
Deuce: That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
Charlie Scene: Wait up, hold on, oh no
Got you faggots in a choke-hold
And I think I like you, but my nine sure don't
And how many shots till you hit that floor? I bet four
Funny Man: "Yo, Charlie, you're loco"
Charlie Scene: For sure, how many people dipping in my four-door?
Funny Man: "I see three"
Charlie Scene: Bitch, no
There's five in the back and your girl's on my lap
She's a down-low, pro hoe for sure
What? What the fuck did I just say?
I don't ask any questions, I just spray
So hey, what I may say may be risque
Deuce made me this way
That's why you don't want no beef
'Cause me verse you is like beat the geek
So we can talk right here or in the street
But my gun talks first 'cause he loves to speak, bitch
Deuce: That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
Funny Man: Yo, in the Coupe DeVille with the shiny rims
Playing these bitches like a violin
I got more freaks than a carnival
Pop the trunk, there's my arsenal
I got bats, gats, straps, so let's start a war
I'll eat you alive like a carnivore
My guns need nicotine, they smoke more than me
I'm with my boy Charles P., he'll go to war with me
Ooh wee, yo, King Kong swinging from a tree
Dropping on these haters so they bleed
I'm coming at you bitches full-speed
Charlie Scene: "Funny Man, lay off the weed"
Funny Man: Old people get jealous when I'm skating on Daytons
And that's like Freddy Krueger hating on Jason
Deuce: (Ow!)
Funny Man: That's got the Funny Man losing his patience
Leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin
Deuce: That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
(Undead!)
Deuce and J-Dog: What? Say "what the fuck"!
Six shooters up!
Now what the fuck?
Point them up!
J-Dog: This is how to ride, who's down to ride?
Undead, pop shots, we're down to die
Who's down to die, who's down to die?
Undead, pop shots, we're bound to ride
Blackhat sideways, white-bold "LA"
Flat on your back, leave you smoked like an ashtray
Wig split, face ripped, nod if you're listening
Shot to the cross, leave you dead like a Christian
Pop, pop, your heart just stops, stops
When I just cock, cock my gun
'Cause I shoot for fun
That's how the west was won
I sell an ounce and then I sell two more
Then I come to collect with the pistol four-four
There's some truth to that about the weed or the gat
You may never know, just leave it at...
Deuce: That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
(Ha!)
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
Johnny 3 Tears: Don't get us wrong, we only made this song
To make you feel hard when you hit the bong
And when the 40's up and then the 40's gone
To lick shots, kill cops to a hip-hop song
So pull them toasters out them holsters
Pull that shirt right off your shoulders
Pull that nine, this is how you hold her
Pull that trigger, HU soldiers
Punk, rock out on the block
Tick-tock, you cannot stop
Hip-hop like when we drop-top so hot
Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey
Trigger finger feeling frisky
When you shoot, it's so damn risky
Dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me
Deuce: That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
Charlie Scene: Wait up, hold on, oh no
Got you faggots in a choke-hold
And I think I like you, but my nine sure don't
And how many shots till you hit that floor? I bet four
Funny Man: "Yo, Charlie, you're loco"
Charlie Scene: For sure, how many people dipping in my four-door?
Funny Man: "I see three"
Charlie Scene: Bitch, no
There's five in the back and your girl's on my lap
She's a down-low, pro hoe for sure
What? What the fuck did I just say?
I don't ask any questions, I just spray
So hey, what I may say may be risque
Deuce made me this way
That's why you don't want no beef
'Cause me verse you is like beat the geek
So we can talk right here or in the street
But my gun talks first 'cause he loves to speak, bitch
Deuce: That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
Funny Man: Yo, in the Coupe DeVille with the shiny rims
Playing these bitches like a violin
I got more freaks than a carnival
Pop the trunk, there's my arsenal
I got bats, gats, straps, so let's start a war
I'll eat you alive like a carnivore
My guns need nicotine, they smoke more than me
I'm with my boy Charles P., he'll go to war with me
Ooh wee, yo, King Kong swinging from a tree
Dropping on these haters so they bleed
I'm coming at you bitches full-speed
Charlie Scene: "Funny Man, lay off the weed"
Funny Man: Old people get jealous when I'm skating on Daytons
And that's like Freddy Krueger hating on Jason
Deuce: (Ow!)
Funny Man: That's got the Funny Man losing his patience
Leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin
Deuce: That's when we ride on bitches
You fucking faggot snitches
So don't you try, we're packing nines
We leave you dead in ditches
(Undead!)
Deuce and J-Dog: What? Say "what the fuck"!
Six shooters up!
Now what the fuck?
Point them up!
J-Dog: This is how to ride, who's down to ride?
Undead, pop shots, we're down to die
Who's down to die, who's down to die?
Undead, pop shots, we're bound to ride
Blackhat sideways, white-bold "LA"
Flat on your back, leave you smoked like an ashtray
Wig split, face ripped, nod if you're listening
Shot to the cross, leave you dead like a Christian
Pop, pop, your heart just stops, stops
When I just cock, cock my gun
'Cause I shoot for fun
That's how the west was won
I sell an ounce and then I sell two more
Then I come to collect with the pistol four-four
There's some truth to that about the weed or the gat
You may never know, just leave it at...
Deuce: That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride
That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches
