Ride Off

[Verse 1: Bullet]
I'm in your face with a pistol, and you 'bout to die
And you gon' have a fuckin' bullet hole for an eye
I need the keys to your house, 'cause you ain't comin' home
I pull the trigger and explode your dome, and then I ride off

[Verse 2: Full Clip]
Well, I don't really know if you've been told
Full Clip pops off on semis while sippin' on Remys
Oh, the fuck yeah, and it ain't it, boss
I miss you and hold up your mama, then ride off

[Verse 3: Converse]
Bitch, you makin' me nauseous, plus I'm takin' no losses
Tell 'em Converse said, "Fuck Nike Air Forces!"
Stolen Porches, roll in Rolls Royces
But first I'll go swoop Sawed Off, and thеn I ride off

[Chorus: Lil' Shank]
I put in a hole in your head and thеn I ride off
Save the wasted breath on a buster and let my gat talk
Leave that ass dead on the motherfuckin' sidewalk
Puttin' hot rocks in your forehead, and then I ride off

[Verse 4: Cell Block]
Man, ain't nobody playin' anymore
Just copped a new Jaguar and I drove it out the store
Bag full of gats, lookin' to line you out in chalk
Catch you on the fuckin' corner, bust fuckin' some shots, and ride off

[Refrain: Lil' Shank]
I ride off into the night, bustin' shots in the air
Mean muggin', runnin' pockets like I just don't care
Sellin' dimes, quarters, and bitches, straight up player
I ride off out this bitch into the atmosphere!

[Verse 5: Sawed Off]
Uh, walk into the mall, all cool and calm
Leather OJ gloves, about to rob hoes blind
Snatch purse after purse 'til my hands are full
Hit the exit to the grip all quick, and then I ride off

[Verse 6: Foe Foe]
When it's on and it's really on, gat out the back of my window
Lettin' that bitch go, me and my pistol
Just so motherfuckin' off the hook
Close your mouth about the game, I wrote the book, now ride off

[Verse 7: Full Clip]
Click click bang, go the gat to the teller's face (Pow!)
Empty the drawers then I rob everybody in the bank (Ooh!)
Head to the next one, I can't get enough
Takin' all this easy free-ass money, then I ride off

[Verse 8: Cell Block]
It was a murder scene, a drug deal gone bad
There were bodies everywhere with guns still in hand
But I was still standing with all the lights off
So I grabbed the duffel bag of the dope, and ride off

[Chorus: Lil' Shank]
I put in a hole in your head and then I ride off
Save the wasted breath on a buster and let my gat talk
Leave that ass dead on the motherfuckin' sidewalk
Puttin' hot rocks in your forehead, and then I ride off

[Verse 9: Bullet]
Players get smacked the fuck up and then jacked for they black truck
And then I fuckin' run 'em over and back up
The Rude Boy said "A bitch that don't suck dick
Should get a fuckin' bullet hole in her tit", and then he rode off

[Verse 10: Converse]
Ryda ride out when he gotta get paid
Ryda ride, Ryda roll, backseat, my twelve-gauge
When I bang, I bust, smokin' angel dust
But first I knock the rust out your ass, and then I ride off

[Verse 11: Foe Foe]
I'ma roll my window down
And point the barrel at your girlfriend's head and leave the both of y'all dead
Like blaow! Splatterin' you and your bitch
And then I double back and get the witnesses, and then I ride off

[Verse 12: Sawed Off]
When I be at the club, I always get mean mugged
By some little punk, motherfuckin', wannabe thugs
It happens all the time, so now I keep me a nine
Wait in the parking lot, commit my assault, and then I ride off

[Chorus: Lil' Shank & Bullet]
I put in a hole in your head and then I ride off
Save the wasted breath on a buster and let my gat talk
Leave that ass dead on the motherfuckin' sidewalk
Puttin' hot rocks in your forehead, and then I ride off (Motherfucker, say what?!)

[Refrain: Lil' Shank & Bullet]
I ride off into the night, bustin' shots in the air
Mean muggin', runnin' pockets like I just don't care (Say what, bitch?!)
Sellin' dimes, quarters, and bitches, straight up player
I ride off out this bitch into the atmosphere!

[Outro: Bullet & Sawed Off]
Motherfucker, my name is Bullet ([?])
I ain't got no hollowpoint, though bitch, I'm smart
And know this much (What?!)
We go to the eastside of the Detroit city and ride off to the west ([?] yeah! Rydas!)
And then we go to the westside and ride off back to the east (Shine your tires!)
We ride off! (Bitch!)
Back and forth! (Give me your radio)