I don't give a fuck, 'til I die, I'ma live it up
Hit 'em up, nigga what, what, nigga what?
Better watch your ass 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash
And helicopter your ass, about a block and a half
'Cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lye with my niggas 'til I'm high with my niggas
Where you at Prop?

Ayo it's off with his head
Let the blood-shed, 'cause all my thugs down to 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 lye with my niggas 'til I'm high with my niggas
What the deal Twin? (Yeah, baby)

Ayo, it's off with his head
Slap the shit out the Devil and tear his horns off his head
Ayo 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 lye with my niggas 'til I'm high with my niggas
What you say Twin?

Ayo, it's off with his head
Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared
It's hard to survive, disarm a whole part of this tribe
We 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 chaffeur you
'Cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lye with my niggas 'til I'm high with my niggas
What the deal, son?

Ayo, 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've begun 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'

Ayo, 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 nines and be like fuck rhymes
And puff dimes, living 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 fours
'Cause I'ma ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Puff lye with my niggas 'til I'm high with my niggas
What the deal, kid?

Ayo, it's off with his head
Cock the lead, redecorate the crib burgundy red
Ayo, I never front, I want whatever nigga to stomp
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 lye with my niggas 'til I'm high with my niggas
Take us home, Dunn

Ayo, 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, 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

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Writer(s): Christopher Lee Rios, Justin Gregory Smith