Luyện nghe bài hát Dead In Ditches

[Intro:
faggots.
That's when we, when we, that's when we ride!
That's when we, when we ride on these bitches!
That's when we, when we, that's when we ride!
That's when we, when we ride on these bitches!

[Сhorus:
That's when we on bitches!
You faggot snitches!
So you try, we're packing nines!
We leave you in ditches!
That's when we on bitches!
You fucking snitches!
So don't you try, we're nines!
We leave you in ditches!

[Verse 1:Johnny 3
Don't get us wrong we only this song,
To make you feel hard you hit the bong.
And the 40's up and then the 40's gone,
To Lick shots, kill cops, to a song.
So them toasters out them holsters,
Pull that right off your shoulders.
Pull that nine, this is how you her,
Pull trigger, HU soldiers!
Punk, out on the block!
Tick-tock, you stop!
Hip-hop like when we top so hot!
3's been drinking whiskey,
Trigger finger frisky,
When you shoot it's so risky,
Dead in a ditch but I hope you me.

[Сhorus:
when we ride on bitches!
You faggot snitches!
So you try, we're packing nines!
We you dead in ditches!
when we ride on bitches!
You faggot snitches!
So you try, we're packing nines!
We you dead in ditches!

[Verse 2: Scene & Funny Man]
up, hold on, oh no,
Got you in a choke-hold.
And I think I you but my 9 sho' don't,
And how many till you hit that flo' I bet fo'.
Yo Charlie, you loco.
Fo' sho', how many people dipping in my
I see 3.
Bitch no, there's 5 in the back and your on my lap,
a down-low, pro hoe fo' sho'.
What, the fuck did I just say?
I ask any questions I just spray.
So hey, I may say may be risque,
made me this way.
That's why you want no beef,
'Cause me verse you's beat the geek.
So we can right or in the street,
But my gun talks first 'cause he to speak bitch!

Deuce]
That's when we on bitches!
You fucking snitches!
So you try, we're packing nines!
We leave you in ditches!
when we ride on bitches!
You faggot snitches!
So don't you try, packing nines!
We leave you in ditches!

3: Funny Man & Charlie Scene]
In the DeVille with the shiny rims,
these bitches like a violin.
I got more freaks a carnival,
Pop the trunk, my arsenal.
I got bats, gats, straps, so let's a war,
eat you alive like a carnivore.
My guns need nicotine they smoke more me,
I'm with my boy P. he'll go to war with me.
Oh wee, yo, Kong swinging from a tree!
Dropping on haters so they bleed!
I'm coming at you full-speed!
Man lay off the weed!
People get jealous when I'm on Daytons,
And that's like Freddy hating on Jason.
got the Funny Man losing his patience,
Leave you dead in a ditch on and Franklin.

Deuce]
That's we ride on bitches!
You faggot snitches!
So don't you try, we're nines!
We you dead in ditches!

Deuce]
UNDEAD!

SAY "WHAT THE FUCK!"
SIX UP!
NOW WHAT THE
POINT UP!

[Verse 4:
If time to ride, who's down to ride?
Undead, pop shots, we're to die.
Who's to die, who's down to die?
Undead, pop shots, we're to ride.
Black hat sideways, LA,
Flat on your back leave you like an ashtray.
split, face ripped, nod if you're listening,
Shot to the cross, leave you dead a Christian.
Pop, pop, your just stops, stops,
I just cock, cock,
My gun 'cause I for fun,
That's how the was won.
I sell an ounce and then I two more,
Then I come to collect the pistol 44.
There's some to the that about the weed gat,
You may never know just it at...

Deuce]
That's when we, that's when we, that's we ride!
That's when we, that's we ride on these bitches!
That's when we, when we, that's when we ride!
That's we, that's when we ride on these bitches!