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Ride Ride Ride: Live in Concert (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Ride, Ride (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Red, Ride (Henry "Red" Allen) · Ride Ranger Ride (Roy Rogers) · Ride, Red, Ride in Hi-Fi (Henry "Red" Allen) · Ride Captain Ride: Anthology of Classics (The Blues Image) · Ride Red Ride (The Charioteers) · Ride Ranger Ride (Roy Rogers) · Ride, Boldly Ride: American Cowboy Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Joey Essex Presents Party Anthems (MC Hammer) – and 90 other albums »


to be done
Oh I'm tired Joey Boy of the makings of men
I would like to be cheerful again

Ambition will take you
And ride you too far
see I usually don't play
The tied-up watchdog routine
Looking up and down the street
But this is the corner
Joey A., my car and I
Were supposed
instilled fear, 
Jimmy quit, Joey got married, but I'm still here

I've got my head in the clouds but I'm grounded. 
This superhero steps to the pavement
[Featuring Charli Baltimore] 

(Kid Capri) 
Yes indeed  What the deal 
This is the world famous Kid Capri 
up here wit my man Joey Crack 
Joey
to waste
So just roll with me, baby
Ride or die
Always by your side
Until the end of time
Driving me crazy

First thing's first, I, Joey
Freaks all
his image: his rock and his glock
And if he lives to see 20, he will beat the clock
He's got his ride and he's fried and girls by his side
He makes
Empty Arms and Lonely nights
That's my life without you girl
I'm so lonely I'm so blue
Without you girl my life is through
Maria
This song is
a 9 and trade ocho
Stay the fuck away from me if you talk to popo

[Chorus]

This is beast music provided by Scram and I
Light it up nigga, get
that ride back (Haan)
South Bronx we got it, Joe Crack we got it
Black card no limit ho, damn right we 'bout it
Coke boy (Joe Crack)

Uh, this that
Aw! Cool & Dre
I was the one who believed in you!
Hahahaha

[Chorus:]
I got one bad chick, she by my side
About two more wait-in outside
Pull
earthquakin
Industry shakin, you kiddin me? We money makin
Your money fake son, I'll call you clay 'cause you get's Play-Doh
Jamel and Joey Simmons holdin
shakin, you kiddin me? We money makin
Your money fake son, I'll call you clay 'cause you get's Play-Doh
Jamel and Joey Simmons holdin millions on the lay
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
his ride
3 years go by, I made a hell of a run
And that's when funky got done, a joey playing wit guns
And ?, karty was my man
And reggy, I wish
video
I'm in one of my three luxury apartments eatin Raisin Bran cereal
While you front low, I take my bike ride down to Wells Fargo
How long is it
I got that pack, I got that sack
I got that O, I hit the club I lose control
I smoke that loud, I know the grower
Ball like the owner
Hit this gin
was a dream, maybe it's smoke in this mirror
Wish I could change it all just by blowin' smoke in the mirror
Been such a long ride, wishin' I was
that ride back (Haan)
South Bronx we got it, Joe Crack we got it
Black card no limit ho, damn right we 'bout it
Coke boy (Joe Crack)

Uh, this that
three's for all the M 3's 

Racin across the Tapenze 

?Matchin see's? followed by the white Lincoln 

drivin like I ain't thinkin 

Wit my hats
all the M-3's
Racin across the Tapenze
?Matchin see's? followed by the white Lincoln
drivin like I ain't thinkin
Wit my hats and lights blinkin, let
die for my niggas, but would they do the same?
Hennessey by the gallon, I'm losing my balance and manage the pain
I would ride for my niggas, just
ain't it?

My true niggas walk wit me, yeah
They ride wit me
Would you cook pies wit me now, ya heard?

Lord, I keep hollerin', I hope You listenin'
How
Mesmorized by his style, could tell he was wild 
but he had a touch of class and a million buck smile 
Got a thing for a thug and he fit the profile 
Thug
Man, what the fuck is we gone do, man?
Shit, man, I can't believe this shit, man
Them motherfuckers done killed him
We got to ride for this nigga
Blue and whites ride by and niggaz yell, "Fuck them Jakes!"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
walk away and come back without cats runnin