.G. that's the name I go by test me you die S Kangol Y hide out at the club, slide out ride out yo' block 'bout to die out move ya' people i'm burnin'
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
.G. that's the name I go by test me you die S Kangol Y hide out at the club, slide out ride out yo' block 'bout to die out move ya' people i'm burnin
Traduzione: Giovanile. Hide Out o Ride Out.
hide your hand like a ol' pussy-ass, nigga ("One! Two! Three! Kick it!") Come out to the light, nigga - let me see who you is You wan' do me somethin' or
s how it go; we straight do or die - we checkmate holdin niggaz Then come where yo' momma lay down and kick in the do' nigga (Juvenile! Juvenile! Juvenile!) [Juvenile
life, how you fig nigga. Get it how you live nigga, do you dig nigga? You ain't gone take my life, I split yo wig nigga. [Juvenile] Dog, you out there
mind or get your brains knocked out [Chorus] [Lil' Wayne] Respect my mind or get your brains knocked out Respect my mind or have them boys in your house
can't hide I come wit a gun, cock, aim, fi Late at night I will ride maan When I spin a bend niggas die maan, Fa Real! [beat rides out then fades]
anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style And if it enough to make Kevin Lyle spit this out right now And get em with Juvenile feed pitbull puppies
to keep.. my.. glock.. hot Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man What! [Chorus 3x] [Juvenile] Uh, uh, uh
ve thought? My back's up against the wall now it's on court Pull out my 9 and start bustin just like I was taught Cuz I was born to ride I was born to ride
, I see ya'll Throwin'trees to the cigar Iive seen you in that CVR tryin' to eat Pa, wantin' to ride peacock speak hard got TV's and VCR's or DVD's, niggas
fuck the cops nigga Fuck the cops nigga thugged out what get em [Chorus] Juvenile as a child but goin to the pen as men Either Rawkus Isle Four Shone or
' They all anxious to be waitin' to see how ill is my style An' if it enough to make Kevin Lyle spit this out right now An' get 'em with Juvenile, feed
stupid hoe shut up she bouts to get popped Tha cameras out and them lights is on Them feds com'n thru and they gettin it on So we duck and hide, supply and ride
to keep.. my.. glock.. hot Never add taxes to.. my.. price, man And if a boy play, I ride.. at.. night, man What! (Chorus 3x) [Juvenile} Uh, uh, uh