Triple six, triple six, in the mist... Night ride, yeah, we slide. Block money stackin while the pavement crack Got that casket fresh, ain't no lookin back Sixteen eight on the dash, watch the static blur Shadows in the hood, yeah, the engine purr We ain't playin games when the sirens call Watch the haunted city watch us fall Rolling deep, deep, deep! Triple six, we never sleep! Casket fresh, casket fresh! Sixteen eight, catch the weight, heavy on the frame Every bullet got a number, every bullet got a name Rolling deep in the dark, where the ghosts reside Nowhere left to run, ain't nowhere to hide Block money, dirty hands, count it in the dark Leave a mark on the street, light a holy spark Night ride... static in the brain... Triple six... wash away the pain... Casket fresh... born inside the rain... Sixteen eight. Triple six. Night ride forever.