Ride Till We Die Lyrics & Tabs by C-Bo
Ride Till We Die
guitar chords lyrics
I keep a four with a trunk full a pumps that'll jump
Fat heat under the seat and I dunk
With the craziest nigga the shadiest nigga the [Incomprehensible]
Fuck some crystal we on the yak in the bug
With a strap full of slugs, nigga
Any one of you niggas try to jack, get capped in your mug, nigga
It's the loca for sho' I go for broke
With the loaded 44 revolver aimed at your throat
I gotta pain vain just as shady as a game
Three lick again, 40 bitches on my cain
Slanging that lolo smoking that dojo, back for more dough
Packing that desert eagle it's me and my nigga C-BO
Keep the lethal illegal channel, we trying to see more
Trunk full of kilos in back of the regal
Twin evil ditching the brews so kicking the Jews
Keep the lethal illegal channel, we trying to see more
Trunk full of kilos in back of the regal
Twin evil ditching the brews so kicking the Jews
For 2 raw commercial niggas with nothing to lose
We gonna ride till we die, stay high to the sky
Gulf ass chucks, t-shirts and Levis
Cheese getter, heat winner, burn cheddar
To all the G's serving the second or third letter
We gonna ride till we die, stay high to the sky
Gulf ass chucks, t-shirts and Levis
Cheese getter, heat winner, burn cheddar
To all the G's serving the second or third letter
Look in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
No, it's me Dub-C letting my bandanna swang
Watching them all walkin', my dance with rocks in my pants
Glokking my cant's, Chuck Taylor's and contra pants
All my booth flannel, my lolo, my ammo scheam ass for the scandal
'Cuz niggas be in your court sayin' he's a soprano
But dead niggas can't talk, fuck the DA
It's C-BO and Dub on this criminal replay
Fuck toning, shit down I'm fit to bone a bitch down
Me and Dub in the rag [Incomprehensible] hoppin' through the town
Crip walkin' to the party like Westside
Grab the mike and show them how the West ride
Fo banging, hoes hanging, zone stanging
Gets no love from the Dub, we got the infrared aiming
He's flaming, we banging, seat claiming
Give a fuck till we die, these niggas ain't changing
We gonna ride till we die, stay high to the sky
Gulf ass chucks, t-shirts and Levis
Cheese getter, heat winner, burn cheddar
To all the G's serving the second or third letter
We gonna ride till we die, stay high to the sky
Gulf ass chucks, t-shirts and Levis
Cheese getter, heat winner, burn cheddar
To all the G's serving the second or third letter
Dub C, plug me, slug me with some game
Let it rain, let it drip, hit the switch, make it bang
What you claim? Got affiliated mad circle game
Thangs celebrate, better feel the flame
Two hoes will never change creased khakis and chucks and t-shirt
Bandanna on swang, rather it rain, all in the same game
Shit, I got the gravy and the sack
Yo 'cuz, call that shady nigga back
What you mean? What you mean, nigga
I got the bomb ass tweed nigga and dirty choppers
That I'll make them retrieve nigga, all scandalous, I got it on lock
And C-BO, show them how you be banging the guard and block
I blow chronic by the pee's, nigga
And stay behind it like steam, nigga
And keep something up your sleeve, nigga
Many 14, 2 2 3's, in my hood we stay jumping out of trees, nigga
We gonna ride till we die, stay high to the sky
Gulf ass chucks, t-shirts and Levis
Cheese getter, heat winner, burn cheddar
To all the G's serving the second or third letter
We gonna ride till we die, stay high to the sky
Gulf ass chucks, t-shirts and Levis
Cheese getter, heat winner, burn cheddar
To all the G's serving the second or third letter
