Song Lyrics

I don't give a f*ck! Til I die, I'ma live it up
Hit 'em up, nigga what what, nigga what?
Better watch yo' ass 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash
And helicopter yo' ass, about a block and a half
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lie with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
Where you at Prop?

Aye yo it's off with his head
Let the blood-shed, 'cause all my thug sons'll bust lead
Yo I rep like one of the best, my Mac numbin' your flesh
They on tracks but they runnin' from death
Who fuckin' with 'spect? Yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep
Comin' correct, niggas know I blow my gun in a sec
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lie with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
What the deal Twin?

Yeah baby! Aye yo it's off with his head
Slap the shit out the Devil and tear his horns off his head
Aye yo it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah
Til then I'ma keep the steel in the shoulder holster
I ain't ready to die, bury me alive
But if my nigga got beef, we goin' together tonight
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lie with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
What you say Twin?

Aye yo it's off with his head
Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared
It's hard to survive, ? armor hold ? this tribe
And takin' niggas lives, so what? They tryin' take mine
What I'm supposed to do? Let shit slide like I was close to you?
This murder I write, pushin' a hearse, let me chauffeur you
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lie with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
What the deal son?

Aye yo it's off with his head
Nigga I was born in the fuckin' Dawn of the Dead
I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun
Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, Glock 21
Once I begin to pop, I ain't gon' stop til I'm done
So either call the cops, or bust a shot, nigga uh
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lye with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
Hold me down Pros'

Aye yo it's off with his head
Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin his bed
I come from rough times where niggas bust 9's and be like f*ck rhymes
And puff dimes, slippin' on front lines and lust crimes
You better trust mines, I'm down for the cause
Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4's
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lie with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
What the deal kid?

Aye yo it's off with his head
Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgandy red
Aye yo I never front, I want whatever nigga let's dump
Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump
I mention I'm dumb, my trigger finger fittin' to jump
Got the whole left side of my face twitchin' and stuff
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lie with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
Take us home Dunn

Aye yo it's off with his head
He ain't really want it so he lost it instead
"Picture Me Rollin" like 'Pac in the drop, my style too hot
To figure out, oh Lord, please don't make me put this nigga out
My trigger shout through your area code
The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes
'cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lye with my niggas til I'm high with my niggas
Now it's on Twin, now it's on Twin
Yeah, hah, now it's on Twin

Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armaged-don
Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squad

Christopher Rios, Justin Gregory Smith