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Pitbull Starring in Rebelution [Clean] (Pitbull) · Pitbull Starring in Rebelution (Pitbull) · Pitbull (Pitbull) · Mr. Bojangles/I Will Talk and Hollywood Will Listen (Robbie Williams) · Mr. Bojangles (Sonny Stitt) · Mr. Bojangles (Sonny Stitt) · Mr. Bojangles [PSM] (Sammy Davis, Jr.) · Bojangles [Remix] (Pitbull) · Mr. Bojangles (The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band) · Mr. Bojangles (Jerry Jeff Walker) – and 90 other albums »


ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,
ride, I ride for Trey-0-5 
Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5) 
Rick Ross! 
Pitbull! 
The Bottom! 
Listen Nigga! 

Till a nigga D-I-E,
by like "there he go" 
I fit the description, 
Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me, 
Real Dade County Nigga! 
 
It's that little chico Pitbull
rapper who act like an anus
Hollywood, they thought they could tame this
Pit-bull, but I know what the game is
Them fuckers cheat like an NBA ref
If
the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less

I learn by mistakes
Most of it is yours and
I'm done living life as a criminal
I thought I'd die
When the money turns the world
Your lovin' turns to less

I learn by mistakes
Most of it is yours and
I'm done living life as a criminal
I thought
now illegal

Ya week ass should sleep fast this winning streak last
'Til there's a deep gash this what the street's blast

[Chorus]

Niggas be
stainless
And understand that you lookin' at the famous
West-coast rapper who act like a anus

Hollywood, they thought they could tame this
Pit-bull, but I
inside the living room 

While kids watch 13, I'm in the back scopin zoom 

Sesame Street, you play that beat, I'ma step to Pete 

with nuclear
[Big Pokey]
Before the streets swallow me, I'ma swallow the game
Just use your brain, cause you could lose or gain
The rules remain the same since
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
had
Figure a trigger happy n***** with a badge
Parading around Los Angeles (argh!)
High off coke, with a banana clip
Feasting off the weak street
full of lead
Everyone in the crew knew what I said
would mean by morning, somebody else soon would be dead
Let's peel their caps back

The cars
the savage can't never tell a bad bitch a freak she too classy but shit I can tell by her lips that she nasty expensive ass panties grip to the ashies she mean
what nigga, YO!
That's all it takes and it's like, HERE WE GO!

Thorough type niggaz that control the streets
Rollin deep, holdin' heat, don't even
streets
Through worse and through better health, survivin by any means
We as Americans, us as a citizen
We are samaritans, what do we get us in
We
Yo, yo, what's up nigga? You know the streets is a jungle
You gotta survive out here
You need a strong mind to do the shit I do
You ever seen
the bricks
While I fly private jet out of town by a bitch

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Juvenile]
Tryin to be here to see my seeds, when they have they seeds
t-shirts and Dickies
It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my drink
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
Three G ski,
And he's gotta pitbull dog
And it's sitting on my chin like a frog on a log
I throw a bone to try to distract
'cause I'm wanting my chinny-chin-chin back
can't be touched by these tricks
Getting lifts off bullets flyin
G'z stackin in sirens
In the city streets housing nuclear h tyrens
Got a knock on my
ROUGH shit man, you know how we do!

[Redman]
Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black tech nine
by the waistline, kickin the hype shit
I
we do!

Mic check, I walk around the streets with a black tech nine
by the waistline, kickin' the hype shit
I never claim to be the best type
would folla 
Me, hit a fence, hit a fence, and another 
met me a baby pitbull and his mother 
Ran up in some peoples house and looked out of the window
what I'm a give em when they land in last place
Hand right by the... they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts
But I wrap em with