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Juvenile f Lil Wayne, Turk

Hide Out Or Ride Out

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[Lil Wayne]I strike a load you get served I ain`t to be joked withFake Buster get smoked with, you provoke itI explode it, unload it, reload it, unload again andPut another clip in, 50 Shots to win I can`t lose its ImpossiblePlus I got a Chopper 50 Shots bout to be droppin` youI be bout straight hittin` the beef kicker the set thenLeave the set and leave a beef kicker wetJet off the scene with the Uptown FightersRed Dot Sighers, all week Night FlightersI`ma get `cha when ya least expect itCock the Glock check it, a Vase can`t protect it boyIs ya ready? I leave yo set wettySlugs flyin` high got ya body real heavyYa can`t move, ya got bucked now ya stuckLeft wet on the set, tell yo boys to pick ya upOut cold, head swole, eyes droveI know Fa`sho you ain`t gone test me no moreYo block tore, yo Family in black clothesYou got blowed, and in yo chest is many holesThis goes, A Lot of rounds of AmmoI show how Uptown Niggas droveYa fake boy, me and my niggas did it to yaAutomatic, Black Chopper Trigger PullersThat`s how we be, loadin` clips then releaseEight deep, in the 300 E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliaryUp the street, where I score shoul ain`t for meThe B.G. that`s the name I go byTest me? You die ask Kangol bout itHide Out, if ya clip slide out, Ride OutYo block bout to die outMove yo People I`m burnin` down the whole streetThe Night Creepers, bout to heat our enemyLights Off, Mask On Creep SilentLife`s gone we don`t left yo block quietRetaliate wait, know you not boyCause I`m a Hot Boy, Nine-Milli Cock BoyChopper 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 bricksA you Black Crucifix, up in the dirt I be knockin` dicksSmooth and Beretically, my pocket rockin` to Six FiguresI`m polverizin` niggas pullin` K-F`s with two triggersOn my body theres a side of meIt only come out at night thoughThem Demons got me on a flightDuck Tape`N and takin` life, or even worseIt could be Three O`clock, on a Sunday by ChurchYo brains I`ma have to burstYou shouldn`t have fucked with me firstGettin` full of some Malcolm, Adams Apple I scalp `emGot Richard Penatin callin` for National Guards to come help himVery seldom when ya see, when you do what do you do?Bust back, better be a head shot, if not then it`s throughI`m comin` around the corner bout to pull a Meatball on yaFully dressed like a hoe, and in my purse is a CalicoMe and Lil Turk if you heard of a merger on a murder50 G`z on his head, what the fuck did you say?50 G`z Fa`sho that nigga live next doorCall the man, give him a rang, left the sucker changeLook I fuck with that rap shit, but acts a donkey on the lowA Hot Boy representin` this bitch like Black and Moe[Turk]I start to poppin` niggas start to droppin`I`m havin` fatal thoughts I think I`m fuckin` Shell Shockin`Niggas bangin` Four, Five rangin` in my earI`m not scared, cause I`m Soldier, and Soldiers have no fuckin` fearIn my sleep at night, I`m seein` war fightsWakin` up thinkin` a nigga took my fuckin` lifeUnnecessary shit, mind clickin` like a light switchWho picked you up on any nigga or any bitchDon`t give a fuck, steady bangin` in dodgin` camoflaguin`With my Mack- Elivin` , Hot Boy$, that whole Ca$h Money ClickDon`t fuck with, unless we known to get in yo shitI`m Shell Shock bitch, only thing on my mindKill a nigga with that fuckin` Chrome-9Don`t have time for them dog hoesGoin` through a stage with that Chopper and that 4-4[Juvenile]What`s this shit I hear about you boys Partners-N-CrimeYou think you U.N.L.V. punished you bitches the last timeNow you gonna shine, let me put somethin` on yo mindLook I was born in this bitch for taken hits, and protectin` shitIts a Fa`sho thing, I`ma bring drama or I`ma wet `chaYa bests be bout ya Issue, if not God bless yaWhat make you think 2-2-6 wasn`t strong?That`s what we do, you wrongThey both com and they goneOff Toppers, I`ma deal with you and yo PartnersT.C. , L.D. , Willard Street with ChoppersDrama is the need for Ca$h, we play it right thoughI`m comin` to get a nigga ass, like I`m them white folksLook, better be bout it, if not better be rowdyIt`s all in yo mind ha?, You gone shine, haI doubt it

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