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Current version of Hollywood Undead Lyrics Dead in Ditches (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/h/hollywood-undead/dead-in-ditches/) Current version of the lyrics |
Version 2 of Hollywood Undead Lyrics Dead in Ditches (http://www.mp3lyrics.org/h/hollywood-undead/dead-in-ditches/...) Version 2 of the lyrics | ||||||||||||
| [Deuce:] | [Deuce:] | ||||||||||||
| That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride. | That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride. | ||||||||||||
| That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches. | That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches. | ||||||||||||
| 1 | That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride | 1 | |||||||||||
| 2 | That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches. | 2 | |||||||||||
| [Chorus: Deuce] | [Chorus: Deuce] | ||||||||||||
| That's when we ride on bitches, you fucking faggot snitches, | That's when we ride on bitches, you fucking faggot snitches, | ||||||||||||
| 1 | so don't you try, we packin` 9's, | so don't you try, we're packin` 9's, | 1 | ||||||||||
| 2 | we leave you dead in ditches. [x2] | we leave you dead in ditches. | 2 | ||||||||||
| [Johnny 3 Tears:] | [Johnny 3 Tears:] | ||||||||||||
| Don't get us wrong we only made this song, | Don't get us wrong we only made this song, | ||||||||||||
| to make you feel hard when you hit the bong. | to make you feel hard when you hit the bong. | ||||||||||||
| When the 40`s up and then the 40`s gone, | When the 40`s up and then the 40`s gone, | ||||||||||||
| to Lick shots kill cops, to a hip hop song. | to Lick shots kill cops, to a hip hop song. | ||||||||||||
| So pull them toasters out them holsters, | So pull them toasters out them holsters, | ||||||||||||
| pull that shirt right off your shoulders, | pull that shirt right off your shoulders, | ||||||||||||
| 3 | pull that 9 this is how you hold 'er, | pull that 9 this is how you hold her, | 3 | ||||||||||
| pull that trigger, H U soldiers.Punk (punk), | pull that trigger, H U soldiers.Punk (punk), | ||||||||||||
| rock out on the block, tick tock you can not stop(stop), | rock out on the block, tick tock you can not stop(stop), | ||||||||||||
| hip hop like when we drop top so hot (so hot). | hip hop like when we drop top so hot (so hot). | ||||||||||||
| Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey, | Johnny 3's been drinking whiskey, | ||||||||||||
| Trigger finger feeling frisky, | Trigger finger feeling frisky, | ||||||||||||
| when you shoot it's so damn risky, | when you shoot it's so damn risky, | ||||||||||||
| dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me | dead in a ditch, but I hope you miss me | ||||||||||||
| [Chorus] | [Chorus] | ||||||||||||
| [Charlie Scene:] | [Charlie Scene:] | ||||||||||||
| Wait up hold on... oh no, got you faggots in a choke hold, | Wait up hold on... oh no, got you faggots in a choke hold, | ||||||||||||
| And I think I like you, but my 9 sho' don't. | And I think I like you, but my 9 sho' don't. | ||||||||||||
| And how many shots till you hit that flo', | And how many shots till you hit that flo', | ||||||||||||
| I bet fo'. (Yo Charlie you loco). | I bet fo'. (Yo Charlie you loco). | ||||||||||||
| Fo' sho', how many people dipping in my fo' door. | Fo' sho', how many people dipping in my fo' door. | ||||||||||||
| (I see three) Bitch no, there's five in the back, | (I see three) Bitch no, there's five in the back, | ||||||||||||
| and your girls on my lap, | and your girls on my lap, | ||||||||||||
| she's a down low, pro ho, fo' sho. | she's a down low, pro ho, fo' sho. | ||||||||||||
| What? What the fuck did I just say, | What? What the fuck did I just say, | ||||||||||||
| I don't ask any questions I just spray. | I don't ask any questions I just spray. | ||||||||||||
| So hey, what I may say may be riskee | So hey, what I may say may be riskee | ||||||||||||
| Deuce made me this way. | Deuce made me this way. | ||||||||||||
| That's why you don't want no beef, | That's why you don't want no beef, | ||||||||||||
| 4 | 'cause me verse you's like beat the geek. | cause me verse you's like beat the geeks. | 4 | ||||||||||
| 5 | So we can talk right or in the street, | And we can talk right or in the street, | 5 | ||||||||||
| but my gun talks first ‘cause he loves to speak – BITCH | but my gun talks first ‘cause he loves to speak – BITCH | ||||||||||||
| [Chorus] | [Chorus] | ||||||||||||
| [Funny Man:] | [Funny Man:] | ||||||||||||
| 6 | Yo… I'm in the Coupe De'Ville with the shiny rims, | Yo… in the Coupe De'Ville with the shiny rims, | 6 | ||||||||||
| playing these bitches like a violin. | playing these bitches like a violin. | ||||||||||||
| I got more freaks than a carnival, | I got more freaks than a carnival, | ||||||||||||
| pop the trunk there's my arsenal. | pop the trunk there's my arsenal. | ||||||||||||
| 7 | I got bats, gats, straps so let's start a war, | I got bats gats straps so let's start a war, | 7 | ||||||||||
| I'll eat you alive like a carnivore. | I'll eat you alive like a carnivore. | ||||||||||||
| My guns need nicotine they smoke more than me, | My guns need nicotine they smoke more than me, | ||||||||||||
| I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me. Ooh wee… | I'm with my boy Charles P, he'll go to war with me. Ooh wee… | ||||||||||||
| Yo King Kong… swinging from a tree, | Yo King Kong… swinging from a tree, | ||||||||||||
| 8 | dropping on these haters 'till they bleed, | dropping on these haters so they bleed, | 8 | ||||||||||
| I'm coming at you bitches full speed, | I'm coming at you bitches full speed, | ||||||||||||
| (Funny Man lay off the weed!). | (Funny Man lay off the weed!). | ||||||||||||
| Oh people get jealous when I'm skatin' on Dayton`s, | Oh people get jealous when I'm skatin' on Dayton`s, | ||||||||||||
| and that's like Freddy Kruger hatin' on Jason. | and that's like Freddy Kruger hatin' on Jason. | ||||||||||||
| That's got the Funny Man losing his patience | That's got the Funny Man losing his patience | ||||||||||||
| leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin | leave you dead in a ditch on Highland and Franklin | ||||||||||||
| [Chorus] | [Chorus] | ||||||||||||
| 3 | UNDEAD! | 3 | |||||||||||
| 4 | 4 | ||||||||||||
| [J-Dog:] | [J-Dog:] | ||||||||||||
| 9 | What!? Say what the fuck, Six shooters up, now what the fuck … | What, Say what the fuck, Six shooters up, now what the fuck … | 9 | ||||||||||
| point them up. Who's down to ride, who's down to ride, | point them up. Who's down to ride, who's down to ride, | ||||||||||||
| Undead pop shots we're down to die. | Undead pop shots we're down to die. | ||||||||||||
| Who's down to die who's down to die, | Who's down to die who's down to die, | ||||||||||||
| Undead pop shots, we're bound to ride. | Undead pop shots, we're bound to ride. | ||||||||||||
| Black hat side ways white bold LA, | Black hat side ways white bold LA, | ||||||||||||
| flat on your back leave you smoked like an ashtray. | flat on your back leave you smoked like an ashtray. | ||||||||||||
| Wig split face ripped, nod if you're listenin' | Wig split face ripped, nod if you're listenin' | ||||||||||||
| shot to the cross Leave you dead like a Christian. | shot to the cross Leave you dead like a Christian. | ||||||||||||
| 10 | Pop Pop, your heart just stops, stops, | Pop Pop, your heart just stops stops, | 10 | ||||||||||
| 11 | when I just cock, cock, my gun cause I shoot for fun | when I just cock cock, my gun cause I shoot for fun | 11 | ||||||||||
| that's how the west was won. | that's how the west was won. | ||||||||||||
| I sell an ounce and then I sell two more, | I sell an ounce and then I sell two more, | ||||||||||||
| then I come to collect with the pistol 44. | then I come to collect with the pistol 44. | ||||||||||||
| There's some truth to that, About the weed or the gat, | There's some truth to that, About the weed or the gat, | ||||||||||||
| you may never know, just leave it at... | you may never know, just leave it at... | ||||||||||||
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