Coo Coo Cal - Ride Till We Die Lyrics
f/ Twista[Chorus 1: repeat 2X]We ride 'till we die, ball 'till we fallWhile all G's agree, intense a flea, with me, Infinite and ***** up mallAnd the loss, mother*****a betta check myHit em up with the tech 9Betta keep my gun off, safteyWhile they try'n to chase meYou know a nigga go 'till the next time[Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal]A nigga ride 'till we die, hell, ball till me fall***** 'round wit nuthin but G's,Flip'n it-ly, snoop keys with d'z and white wallsNight y'all, try to *****in mindBetta call two niggaz with a least two ninesAnd get ready to melt from all this hot-ass iron, that we findI ain't lyin,mother*****a that bullshit it, nuthinGot a full clip in, dumpBut no any nigga out here startin somethinmother*****a set trendz 'n let his ends stack from the flo' to the ceilinInfinite 45 (?) house, mergin-splergin, and count these millionsNiggaz feelings hurt cuz we did lock the gameSewin up all box of caines, from younga G'scuz IDs'll keep some pocket changeAnd it's strange hows a nigga I who his way inLeave a nigga six feet deep peepin outta casketBaskets lay inSway in, up in the wind like thee American flagHell I'm out to bury the fag*****in around wit us G's, a nigga gonna get toe-taggedGet drag, from block-to-block, city-to-city, and state-to-stateFrom the Mil-est, to realist, the killest just countin cake[Chorus 2: repeat 2X]We ride 'till we die, ball 'till we fallWhile all G's agree, intense a flea, with me, Twista and ***** up mallAnd the loss, mother*****a betta check myHit em up with the tech 9Betta keep my gun off, safteyWhile they try'n to chase meYou know a nigga go 'till the next time[Twista]Let me get a lil somethin straight with you hoeOnce a slip in the clip, don't stop trippinI been a need to floss in the cars I be whipinCuz a mother*****a be constaintly tippinI mean uh constaintly trippinCould be off the block nuthin too much of that buggedinYou can get your uncles, brothers, nieces, nephews, and cousinsAnd we still gon' be buggin'nEnough of that, I'm (?) emBreak a hollow point off in your assHow you gon' take (?) when you been out for yearsYou must have been lost in your pastBetta get your shit straight JoeMe and my guy don't borrow none, stuck penny with the llelloWhen the cops come lay lowGoin shoppin for my work cuz dependin on how the day goWishin *****es at security that'll blast your assFor the needle sacks 'n the scratchGo ahead try to stick up the spotThey be trippin when the ***** up the glock*****ed for the packsTake a body like we sure shouldEmpty out the crib on the haters, it be no goodNothin heavy with the cold woodStrangle weed is forever we'll go at with the whole hoodShow em again and my sanctionNiggas stankinAfter plenty dank 'n drankinI don't know what the ***** they was thankinPeep the bank and a niggas like spendin Benjamin FranklinsShould have came {pause causiousNigga fully nausiousNow you bout to die when I'm highCuz (?)Coo Coo with the Two TwoTo the tech nine, rise to the sky, ride 'till we dieChorus 2: 2x[Coo Coo Cal]A nigga ball 'till we fall, hell, ride till we die***** around with top-notch hoes,sippin on Don and mo' smoke pounds of killahYeah high as ***** but I bet them hoes maintainSet em up with the 6 figure nigga the bigger the bangSide hit with dank, them hoes is gameTame like a Pit niggaGame for the tricksAny nigga that floss or toss fo' a lil change,On the range gettin gamed by the *****With a chain and a fistTearin off all niggas that hold or notBigger the knotWe clockDon't (?) thatRead datNeed pistols, techs, and glocksShot them, got clothesCuz we don' riled the hoesNow I'm gone in the windIn the bone wit the ginBurn the rubber off brand new Vo's, supposeA nigga wouldn't leakin well I probably stop, notI'm totin this big .45, inscribed, to rip your spotCops, done killed a nigga softly with a can of snitchBoss playazI'm keepin a nigga in the crosshairsAnd smoke the *****Switch up for nuthin, nigga I'm dirty fo' lifeGotta try to seizeTheseKi's from these a G's niggasCuz wereChorus 1: 2x