Представляем точный текст композиции "Ride Till We Die" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Coo Coo Cal . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Ride Till We Die» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Coo Coo Cal передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Coo Coo Cal - "Ride Till We Die"
Lyrics to Ride Till We Die : (feat. Twista) [Chorus 1: x2] We ride till we die, ball till we fall While all Gs agree, intense a flea, with me, Infinite and fuck up mall And the loss, motherfucka betta check my Hit em up with the tech 9 Betta keep my gun off, saftey While they tryn to chase me You know a nigga go till the next time [Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal] A nigga ride till we die, hell, ball till me fall Fuck round wit nuthin but Gs, Flipn it-ly, snoop keys with dz and white walls Night yall, try to fuckin mind Betta call two niggaz with a least two nines And get ready to melt from all this hot-ass iron, that we find I aint lyin, motherfucka that bullshit it, nuthin Got a full clip in, dump But no any nigga out here startin somethin motherfucka set trendz n let his ends stack from the flo to the ceilin Infinite 45 (') house, mergin-splergin, and count these millions Niggaz feelings hurt cuz we did lock the game Sewin up all box of caines, from younga Gs cuz IDsll keep some pocket change And its strange hows a nigga I who his way in Leave a nigga six feet deep peepin outta casket Baskets lay in Sway in, up in the wind like thee American flag Hell Im out to bury the fag Fuckin around wit us Gs, a nigga gonna get toe-tagged Get drag, from block-to-block, city-to-city, and state-to-state From the Mil-est, to realist, the killest just countin cake [Chorus 2: x2] We ride till we die, ball till we fall While all Gs agree, intense a flea, with me, Twista and fuck up mall And the loss, motherfucka betta check my Hit em up with the tech 9 Betta keep my gun off, saftey While they tryn to chase me You know a nigga go till the next time [Twista] Let me get a lil somethin straight with you hoe Once a slip in the clip, dont stop trippin I been a need to floss in the cars I be whipin Cuz a motherfucka be constaintly tippin I mean uh constaintly trippin Could be off the block nuthin too much of that buggedin You can get your uncles, brothers, nieces, nephews, and cousins And we still gon be bugginn Enough of that, Im (') em Break a hollow point off in your ass How you gon take (') when you been out for years You must have been lost in your past Betta get your shit straight Joe Me and my guy dont borrow none, stuck penny with the llello When the cops come lay low Goin shoppin for my work cuz dependin on how the day go Wishin bitches at security thatll blast your ass For the needle sacks n the scratch Go ahead try to stick up the spot They be trippin when the bitch up the glock Cocked for the packs Take a body like we sure should Empty out the crib on the haters, it be no good Nothin heavy with the cold wood Strangle weed is forever well go at with the whole hood Show em again and my sanction Niggas stankin After plenty dank n drankin I dont know what the fuck they was thankin Peep the bank and a niggas like spendin Benjamin Franklins Should have came {pause} causious Nigga fully nausious Now you bout to die when Im high Cuz (') Coo Coo with the Two Two To the tech nine, rise to the sky, ride till we die [Chorus 2: x2] [Coo Coo Cal] A nigga ball till we fall, hell, ride till we die Fuck around with top-notch hoes, sippin on Don and mo smoke pounds of killah Yeah high as fuck but I bet them hoes maintain Set em up with the 6 figure nigga the bigger the bang Side hit with dank, them hoes is game Tame like a Pit nigga Game for the tricks Any nigga that floss or toss fo a lil change, On the range gettin gamed by the bitch With a chain and a fist Tearin off all niggas that hold or not Bigger the knot We clock Dont (') that Read dat Need pistols, techs, and glocks Shot them, got clothes Cuz we don riled the hoes Now Im gone in the wind In the bone wit the gin Burn the rubber off brand new Vos, suppose A nigga wouldnt leakin well I probably stop, not Im totin this big .45, inscribed, to rip your spot Cops, done killed a nigga softly with a can of snitch Boss playaz Im keepin a nigga in the crosshairs And smoke the bitch Switch up for nuthin, nigga Im dirty fo life Gotta try to seize These Kis from these a Gs niggas Cuz were [Chorus 1: x2] [ Ride Till We Die Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Coo Coo Cal. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Ride Till We Die» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Ride Till We Die» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.