Ride Til We Die
Mob Figaz Lyrics


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And we be blastin' smashin' for the loot
I empty my strap and then I dash to my Coupe
Ain't no half steppin' it's West Coast til I die
Keepin' the bundle and never fumble my 4 5
With only one life to live nigga we're still ridin'
We attack and murder and watch the scrilla multiply
Fuck the funkity five big business and expeditions
If I die when I ride don't leave shit to them bitches

I raise my right hand with a Tek and my left I swear I'll ride
Til my death or touch collide, til my judgment, til I rest
I'll be that gun smooth assassin, run with trues for blastin'
Snatchin' up money bags in organized crime fashion
Mafioso's mashin', the homicides is askin':
"Who did thew blastin'? Was is it the Mob Figgas mashin'?"
Ridin' with no maskets, jobs can't be soppy
Grippin' the bail with the doves to bust you with my tongue

Now I'm a savage young nigga witta chopper
Motivated by Mob-type tactics, I'll blow your block up
???? sip to Cosby, out the game every time
Me and the Mob Figgas'll do the dirt and choke the 9's straight
Savage's up on the crime, but a cross and dwelling lavishly
Fuck some animosity but I might just cause a casualty
'Cause Boo the Hustler and Bo-Loc'll show ya, smell the aroma
We gon' ride til we die, ain't no glory in lettin' it slide

[Chorus: x2]
For all you punks that never heard of these
And all you buster motherfuckers that want to murder, these niggas
We ridin' til we die
Ain't lettin' shit slide, dumpin' 4-5's, ridin' til we die

???? ???? California, I'm best ta warn ya you'll end up like Freddy
Fuckin' with my 'fetti, we mobbin' three-deep in Chevy
AP-9, Bo and I rider, we pull licks
On a bitch, haven't you heard, we gets perved and hit the strip
Pitch black tint, ain't takin' no mo' shit
Gotta get these niggas with my chop and hit the block and suit their knots
And leave their whole block chalked up, got closed off of 4-54's
They hit the block and then I got gone

I'm never gang-related but dedicated to my niggas
My niggas be killers, drug-dealers and ho killers
Mackers in jackets, po' pimps, 9 packers
Got these ballers in scallers, livin' lawless, my niggas' flawless
Niggas with knowledge represent in grounds of college
White Acura coupes, pimpin' hoes and stackin loot
How much scrilla can I hustle up? Foldin my figures
Dottin' my decimals with commas behind my O's, so

You see gangs never work out the way I planned
'Cause I hustle all night, black eyes from gang fights
A mad nigga's drama and addicted to street life
I sold this paradise, sippin' this game and pay the price
I watch the sun glisten off this ice, caught you slippin'
Uzi, Mac and a jacker, young thief in the night
Dangerous minds still lookin' for a sign to reclude
As to what the fuck I'm pissed to do
If this rap game don't ??? for me, life might as well stop for me
Give in to failin' from 2-11's so niggas call me Jagger
Ridin' til I die on you bastards

[Chorus]

We ridin' practice on swell, pushin' luxury with no els
Floss je-wels, Professional Baller, all about the dollars
And when you holler, we hit like pits, attackin' collars
Ridin' with the 4-5, I'm shady and connivin'
Choose dyin' before I be a punk to this shit
Dump when you funk when you with the clip 'cause if you slide, then you slip
Hollow tips rip chests, til confetti turn branch to spaghetti
Smash off like Andretti, are you ready?

It ain't no runnin' in a war, we're hardcore
Steadily toe-taggin' bodies, yeah, we're dyin some mo'
No respect to dump Tek's, smashin' in Apollo Supersports
Cashin' 'em out dollar stretch from Cali to New York
On a mission from mail, court and million dollar bails
Diamond jewels, pushin' 500 SL's
I'm just a born killer, cap peeler for my scrilla
Forever ride, nigga, until I get a hundred milla's

I'm ready to ride so slide, so need the pistol
Launch em like missiles as they shatter like crystals
I heard Bo whistle, it's time to move out
This mo' clear, we disappear and punch the big shootouts
Another slaughter, you're block was blown clear out the water
I land in your soldiers like dickin' your daughter
Don't bother beggin' me for no forgiveness
I'm in this to win this and takin' care of business
A witness to these murderous conspiracies
Will be found, dead to the ground and chopped with Glocks on both their
Knees
So please don't sweat the technique, it's the way I was trained
Murder men dictatin' minds like Hitler dumpin' Hussein
I bring the pain, til I will remain the top ace




Make you kiss my pinky ring then smack him dead in his face
'Cause I'm a rideah (and we'll just slide up and dump)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Ride Til We Die by Mob Figaz are essentially a declaration of loyalty to their group of friends who they consider their family. The first verse speaks about how they are fully committed to their West Coast roots and will never compromise their principles. They are willing to risk their lives for their group and will do anything to protect their bundle of cash no matter what. The second verse talks about the individual stories and experiences of the members of the group. They see themselves as professional criminals with a code of conduct that must be followed. They will do whatever it takes to make sure they come out on top and will leave no room for failure. The final verse speaks about their reputation as gangsters and their willingness to go to war if they have to. They are aware of the consequences of their actions but are willing to pay the price to achieve their goals.


Line by Line Meaning

And we be blastin' smashin' for the loot
We engage in violent activities and commit crimes in order to acquire wealth


I empty my strap and then I dash to my Coupe
After firing my gun, I quickly run to my luxury car


Ain't no half steppin' it's West Coast til I die
I am fully committed to the West Coast lifestyle and will remain loyal until death


Keepin' the bundle and never fumble my 4 5
I hold onto my stash of money and never make mistakes with my weapon


With only one life to live nigga we're still ridin'
Despite the risks involved, we are still willing to engage in criminal activities because we only have one life


We attack and murder and watch the scrilla multiply
We carry out violent acts and killings, and as a result, our wealth continues to grow


Fuck the funkity five big business and expeditions
We have no regard for law enforcement or legitimate business ventures


If I die when I ride don't leave shit to them bitches
If I die while engaging in criminal activities, I don't want any of my possessions to go to women


I raise my right hand with a Tek and my left I swear I'll ride
I solemnly promise to continue participating in criminal activities, with a gun in each hand


Til my death or touch collide, til my judgment, til I rest
I will continue riding and committing crimes until I die or face consequences, until I face judgment, until I am at peace


I'll be that gun smooth assassin, run with trues for blastin'
I am a skilled hitman, always armed with loyal companions ready for violence


Snatchin' up money bags in organized crime fashion
I expertly steal large amounts of cash in a well-planned criminal manner


Mafioso's mashin', the homicides is askin'
We, as mob members, are actively involved in violent activities and the authorities are investigating


Who did the blastin'? Was is it the Mob Figgas mashin'?
The authorities are questioning whether the Mob Figaz were responsible for the shootings


Ridin' with no maskets, jobs can't be soppy
We ride without masks, making it difficult for the police to identify us


Grippin' the bail with the doves to bust you with my tongue
I tightly hold the money I've earned and threaten to expose secrets if necessary


Now I'm a savage young nigga witta chopper
I am a ruthless and dangerous young man armed with a gun


Motivated by Mob-type tactics, I'll blow your block up
Inspired by the strategies of the Mob, I am willing to destroy neighborhoods


???? sip to Cosby, out the game every time
I drink and drug like Bill Cosby, avoiding the consequences every time


Me and the Mob Figgas'll do the dirt and choke the 9's straight
The Mob Figaz and I will engage in criminal activities and fire our guns without hesitation


Savage's up on the crime, but a cross and dwelling lavishly
We are involved in illegal activities, but we showcase our wealth and luxury lifestyle


Fuck some animosity but I might just cause a casualty
I don't care about any hostility, but I am willing to cause someone serious harm


'Cause Boo the Hustler and Bo-Loc'll show ya, smell the aroma
Boo the Hustler and Bo-Loc will demonstrate how dangerous they are and intimidate others


We gon' ride til we die, ain't no glory in lettin' it slide
We will continue engaging in criminal activities until death, as there is no honor in backing down or avoiding conflict


For all you punks that never heard of these
This is a warning to those who are ignorant of our reputation


And all you buster motherfuckers that want to murder, these niggas
Anyone who desires to kill us is considered a weak and worthless individual


We ridin' til we die
We will keep riding and engaging in criminal activities until we die


Ain't lettin' shit slide, dumpin' 4-5's, ridin' til we die
We refuse to ignore any threats or offenses, we will use our guns and continue riding until death


???? ???? California, I'm best ta warn ya you'll end up like Freddy
I am cautioning those in California that if they cross us, they will suffer a fate similar to Freddy Krueger


Fuckin' with my 'fetti, we mobbin' three-deep in Chevy
If you mess with my money, me and my crew will be cruising in a Chevrolet, ready to retaliate


AP-9, Bo and I rider, we pull licks
AP-9, Bo, and I are a group of robbers, stealing valuable items


On a bitch, haven't you heard, we gets perved and hit the strip
We rob and assault women on the streets, indulging in criminal behavior


Pitch black tint, ain't takin' no mo' shit
Our car windows are heavily tinted, and we will not tolerate any more nonsense or disrespect


Gotta get these niggas with my chop and hit the block and suit their knots
I need to confront my enemies with my gun and physically harm them to settle any disputes


And leave their whole block chalked up, got closed off of 4-54's
We will engage in violent acts until their entire neighborhood is marked with chalk outlines, indicating deaths caused by our guns


They hit the block and then I got gone
Once our rivals come to the neighborhood, I quickly leave the area


I'm never gang-related but dedicated to my niggas
Although I don't belong to a specific gang, I am loyal and devoted to my friends


My niggas be killers, drug-dealers and ho killers
My friends are experienced in committing murders, selling drugs, and dealing with prostitutes


Mackers in jackets, po' pimps, 9 packers
We associate with smooth talkers who dress well, pimps who have control over prostitutes, and people who carry 9mm handguns


Got these ballers in scallers, livin' lawless, my niggas' flawless
We have wealthy individuals who drive fancy cars, live without adhering to laws, and my friends are without any flaws


Niggas with knowledge represent in grounds of college
We, educated individuals, represent our community on college campuses


White Acura coupes, pimpin' hoes and stackin loot
We drive luxurious white Acura coupes, manage prostitutes, and amass a large amount of money


How much scrilla can I hustle up? Foldin my figures
I continuously strive to make as much money as possible, carefully counting my bills


Dottin' my decimals with commas behind my O's, so
When writing numbers, I place commas after my zeros to indicate my wealth


You see gangs never work out the way I planned
I have come to realize that being involved in gangs doesn't lead to the outcomes I initially envisioned


'Cause I hustle all night, black eyes from gang fights
I am constantly working hard, engaging in violent fights within the gang resulting in black eyes


A mad nigga's drama and addicted to street life
I am constantly involved in dangerous situations and addicted to the lifestyle of the streets


I sold this paradise, sippin' this game and pay the price
I have sacrificed everything for this life of crime, continually consuming and experiencing its consequences


I watch the sun glisten off this ice, caught you slippin'
I observe the sun reflecting off my expensive jewelry, catching you off guard and vulnerable


Uzi, Mac and a jacker, young thief in the night
I am armed with an Uzi, a Mac-10, and a partner skilled in theft, both of us operating under the cover of darkness


Dangerous minds still lookin' for a sign to reclude
Although we have a reputation for being dangerous, we are still searching for a way to escape and live a secluded life


As to what the fuck I'm pissed to do
I am unsure of my next move or what action I should take


If this rap game don't ??? for me, life might as well stop for me
If I don't succeed in the rap industry, my life will become meaningless, and I may consider ending it


Give in to failin' from 2-11's so niggas call me Jagger
If I succumb to failure and resort to robbery, I would be compared to Mick Jagger, the lead singer of the Rolling Stones who famously said, 'I can't get no satisfaction'


Ridin' til I die on you bastards
I will continue to ride and engage in criminal activities until the day I die, despite any opposition


We ridin' practice on swell, pushin' luxury with no els
We are constantly improving our criminal skills, enjoying a life of luxury without any restrictions


Floss je-wels, Professional Baller, all about the dollars
We proudly display our expensive jewelry, living the life of a professional basketball player, and solely focused on making money


And when you holler, we hit like pits, attackin' collars
When you call for help, we respond aggressively, attacking and overpowering our enemies


Ridin' with the 4-5, I'm shady and connivin'
I carry a .45 caliber handgun, and I am both cunning and deceitful


Choose dyin' before I be a punk to this shit
I would rather risk dying than surrender and be seen as weak in this lifestyle


Dump when you funk when you with the clip 'cause if you slide, then you slip
As soon as you challenge us or show hostility, we will shoot because if you hesitate, you will lose


Hollow tips rip chests, til confetti turn branch to spaghetti
The bullets I use tear through chests, causing the flesh to resemble confetti and organs to resemble spaghetti


Smash off like Andretti, are you ready?
We quickly speed away like race car driver Mario Andretti, asking if our enemies are prepared for what is coming


It ain't no runnin' in a war, we're hardcore
There is no running away or retreating in a war, we are determined and resolute


Steadily toe-taggin' bodies, yeah, we're dyin some mo'
We consistently label dead bodies with toe tags, indicating our involvement in continuous acts of violence


No respect to dump Tek's, smashin' in Apollo Supersports
We show no mercy when shooting our Tec-9 guns, causing chaos and destruction, even targeting luxury sports cars such as the Apollo Supersport


Cashin' 'em out dollar stretch from Cali to New York
We profit from our criminal activities, making significant amounts of money from California to New York


On a mission from mail, court and million dollar bails
We are on a quest to obtain money through illegal means, constantly dealing with legal issues and high bails


Diamond jewels, pushin' 500 SL's
We wear expensive diamond jewelry and drive luxurious 500 SL Mercedes-Benz cars


I'm just a born killer, cap peeler for my scrilla
I have a natural inclination for killing and taking off someone's cap (shooting them) in exchange for money


Forever ride, nigga, until I get a hundred milla's
I will continue riding and engaging in criminal activities until I accumulate one hundred million dollars


I'm ready to ride so slide, so need the pistol
I am prepared to ride and confront enemies, so you better run and arm yourself with a gun


Launch em like missiles as they shatter like crystals
I will attack my enemies aggressively, causing them to break and shatter like fragile crystals


I heard Bo whistle, it's time to move out
I heard a signal from Bo, indicating that it is time for us to leave and start taking action


This mo' clear, we disappear and punch the big shootouts
When there is a dangerous situation, we quickly vanish or blend in with the surroundings and initiate violent confrontations


Another slaughter, you're block was blown clear out the water
We have just executed another deadly attack, completely destroying and obliterating your neighborhood


I land in your soldiers like dickin' your daughter
I infiltrate your group of followers and exert my dominance, just like engaging in sexual acts with your daughter


Don't bother beggin' me for no forgiveness
Do not waste your time pleading for my forgiveness


I'm in this to win this and takin' care of business
I am fully committed to succeeding and handling my criminal affairs effectively


A witness to these murderous conspiracies
Anyone who observes our involvement in deadly plots and schemes


Will be found, dead to the ground and chopped with Glocks on both their knees
Anyone who testifies against us will be discovered lifeless, lying on the ground, with gun wounds on both of their knees


So please don't sweat the technique, it's the way I was trained
Please do not doubt or question my skills and methods; they were taught to me and well-refined


Murder men dictatin' minds like Hitler dumpin' Hussein
We, as killers, control and manipulate the thoughts of others, just like how Hitler exterminated people and Saddam Hussein eliminated his enemies


I bring the pain, til I will remain the top ace
I inflict harm upon others and will continue to hold the position of the most skilled and dominant individual


Make you kiss my pinky ring then smack him dead in his face
I will force you to show reverence by kissing my ring and then violently strike someone in the face


'Cause I'm a rideah (and we'll just slide up and dump)
Because I am someone who rides and is always ready for action, my crew and I will approach silently and shoot




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I feel you Mikey...but I think this one takes the cake man! LOL!! I mean just the first line from the first track on this album right here, "And we be blasting, smashing for the loot. I empty my strap and then I dash to my coup. Ain't no half stepping it's west coast till I die!" Sums up everything about his lifestyle and what the fuck is up. LOL!!!

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