Hollywood Undead - Dead In Ditches Lyrics
(Deuce)*****ing faggots (ah ha)That's when weThat's when weThat's when we (ride)That's when weThat's when we ride on these *****es (Oh! )That's when weThat's when weThat's when we (ride)That's when weThat's when we ride on these *****es (Oh! )(Deuce) {Verse}That's when we ride on *****esYou *****in' faggot snitchesSo don't you try we packin' ninesWe'll leave you dead in ditchesThat's when we ride on *****esYou *****in' faggot snitchesSo don't you try we packin' ninesWe'll leave you dead in ditches(Johnny 3 Tears)Don't get us wrong we only made the songTo make you feel hard when you hit the bongAnd when the 40's up and the 40's goneLick shots; kill cops to a hip-hop songSo pull them toasters out them holstersPull that shirt right off your shouldersPull that nine this is how you hold herPull that trigger H.U. soldiers (punk! )Rock out on the block (block! )Tick-tock you cannot stop (stop! )Hip-hop like when we dropTalk is so hotJohnny 3's been drinkin' whiskeyTrigger finger feelin' friskyWhen you shoot it's so damn riskyDead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me(Deuce) {Chorus}That's when we ride on *****esYou *****in' faggot snitchesSo don't you try we packin' ninesWe'll leave you dead in ditchesThat's when we ride on *****esYou *****in' faggot snitchesSo don't you try we packin' ninesWe'll leave you dead in ditches(Charlie Scene)Wait up hold on, oh no!Got you fagots in a choke holdAnd I think I like you but my nine sure don'tAnd how many shots till you hit that flo'I bet four(Funny Man)(Yo Charlie, you loco! )(Charlie Scene)Fo' sho'How many people dippin' in my four door? (I see three)(*****, no)There's five in the back and your girl's on my lap she's a down low pro hoFo' sho'What? What the ***** did I just say?I don't ask questions I just spraySo hey what I say may be risquéDeuce made me this wayThat's why you don't want no beefCause me versus you is like beatin' the geeksBut we can talk right here or in the streetsBut my gun talks first cause he loves to speak (*****! )(Deuce)That's when we ride on *****esYou *****in' faggot snitchesSo don't you try we packin' ninesWe'll leave you dead in ditchesThat's when we ride on *****esYou *****in' faggot snitchesSo don't you try we packin' ninesWe'll leave you dead in ditches(Funny Man)In the Coupe De Ville with the shiny rimsPlayin' these *****es like a violinI got more freaks than a carnivalPop the trunk there's my arsenalI got bats plus gats let's start a warI'll eat you alive like a carnivoreMy guns need nicotineThey smoke more than meI'm with my boy Charles P. who'll go to war with meKing Kong swingin' from a tree (tree! )Droppin' on the haters till they bleed (bleed! )I'm comin' at you *****es full speed (speed! )(Charlie Scene)(Funny Man lay off the weed)(Funny Man)People getting jealous when I'm skatin' on Dayton'sAnd that's like Freddy Krueger hatin' on JasonThat's got the Funny Man losin' his patienceLeave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin(Deuce)That's when we ride on *****esYou *****in 'faggot snitchesSo don't you try we packin' ninesWe'll leave you dead in ditches (Undead! )(What! )Say what the *****!Six shooters up!Now what the ***** boy! (Point them up! )(J-Dog)Who's down to ride?Who's down to ride?Undead!Pop shots we're down to dieWho's down to die?Who's down to die?Undead!Pop shots we're bound to rideBlack hat sideways white bold LAFlat on your back leave you smoked like an ashtrayWig split, face ripped nod if you're listenin'Shot to the cross leave you dead like a ChristianPop, popYour heart just stops, stopsWhen I just *****, ***** my gun'Cause I shoot for fun that's how the west was won.I sell an ounce, then I sell two mo'Then I come to collect with the pistol (fo', fo')There's some truth to that about the weed or the gatYou may never know just leave it at...(Deuce)That's when weThat's when weThat's when we (ride)That's when weThat's when we ride on these *****es (Oh! )That's when weThat's when weThat's when we (ride)That's when weThat's when we ride on these *****es (Oh! )
