Ride Till We Die C-Bo (Ft. WC)

(C-BO)
I keep a four with a trunk full a pumps that'll jump
Fat heat under the seat and I dunk
With the craziest nigga the shadiest nigga the ????
Fuck some crystal we on the yak in the bug
With a strap full of slugs nigga
Any one of you niggas try to jack
Get capped in your mug nigga
Its the loca for show
I go for broke with the loaded 44 revolver
Aimed at your throat

(W.C.)
I gotta pain vain just as shady as a game
Three lick again 40 bitches on my cain
Slanging that lolo smoking that dojo
Back for more dough
Packing that desert eagle it's me and my nigga C-BO
Keep the lethal illegal channel we trying to see more
Trunk full of kilos in back of the regal
Twin evil ditching the brews so kicking the jews
With 2 raw commercial niggas with nothing to lose

(Chorus)
(C-BO)
We gonna ride till we die
Stay high to the sky
(W.C.)
Gulf ass chucks, t-shirts and levis
(C-BO)
Cheese getter, heat winner,burn cheddar
(W.C.)
To all the g's serving the second or third letter