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Hide Out or Ride Out

Artist:Juvenile  Album:Solja Rags  Writer:GRAY TERUIS/JUVENILE/THOMAS BYRON O  Composer:GRAY TERUIS/JUVENILE/THOMAS BYRON O 

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(feat. Lil Wayne & Turk from The Hot Boys) [Lil Wayne] I strike a load you get served I ain't to be joked with Fake Buster get smoked with, you provoke it I explode it, unload it, reload it, unload again and Put another clip in, 50 Shots to win I can't lose its Impossible Plus I got a Chopper 50 Shots bout to be droppin' you I be bout straight hittin' the beef kicker the set then Leave the set and leave a beef kicker wet Jet off the scene with the Uptown Fighters Red Dot Sighers, all week Night Flighters I'ma get 'cha when ya least expect it Cock the Glock check it, a Vase can't protect it boy Is ya ready? I leave yo set wetty Slugs flyin' high got ya body real heavy Ya can't move, ya got bucked now ya stuck Left wet on the set, tell yo boys to pick ya up Out cold, head swole, eyes drove I know Fa'sho you ain't gone test me no more Yo block tore, yo Family in black clothes You got blowed, and in yo chest is many holes This goes, A Lot of rounds of Ammo I show how Uptown Niggas drove Ya fake boy, me and my niggas did it to ya Automatic, Black Chopper Trigger Pullers That's how we be, loadin' clips then release Eight deep, in the 300 E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliary Up the street, where I score shoul ain't for me The B.G. that's the name I go by Test me? You die ask Kangol bout it Hide Out, if ya clip slide out, Ride Out Yo block bout to die out Move yo People I'm burnin' down the whole street The Night Creepers, bout to heat our enemy Lights Off, Mask On Creep Silent Life's gone we don't left yo block quiet Retaliate wait, know you not boy Cause I'm a Hot Boy, Nine-Milli Cock Boy Chopper gunnin' you scared, you see us runnin' Start movin' me and Juvey when we comin' [Juvenile] In yo lap yo brain sit, got a Chopper splittin' through bricks A you Black Crucifix, up in the dirt I be knockin' dicks Smooth and Beretically, my pocket rockin' to Six Figures I'm polverizin' niggas pullin' K-F's with two triggers On my body theres a side of me It only come out at night though Them Demons got me on a flight Duck Tape'N and takin' life, or even worse It could be Three O'clock, on a Sunday by Church Yo brains I'ma have to burst You shouldn't have fucked with


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