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Ride Ride Ride: Live in Concert (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Ride, Ride (Lynn Anderson) · Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (Genesis) · Juvenile Presents: Street Stories (UTP) · Big Tymers Featuring the Hot Boys/Juvenile (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Rock'n'Roll Juvenile (Cliff Richard) · Juvenile Hell (Mobb Deep) · Juvenile Hell (Mobb Deep) · Juvenile Product of the Working Class (Swingin' Utters) · Ride, Red, Ride (Henry "Red" Allen) – and 90 other albums »


The clown you noticed stood right by your underside
And took a look at you
Enjoy the circus, take a ride on elephants you'd like
Tonight
on the ride
Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight
(My lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause lil' niggaz
homies on the ride
Niggaz gonna die tonight, let's get high tonight (My lil' homies)
Lil' homies on the mash
Runnin' from these punk police, 'cause lil'
I'm juvenile
Impractical
And I'll make you cry
Hysterical
You wanna ride?
Ain't nuthin' free
See somethin' you like you gotta pay
Me
Pay me
Let the heartache ride tonight
Put him out of your heart, out of mind, out of sight
He ain't worth worrying your pretty blue eyes
Let
shining and ride fly? 
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys? 

Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove? 
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
Tonight is the night that we ride 

30 camoflauge Hummers with niggaz inside 

with choppers, doin - surgery on bodies like they doctors
at me
No more todays, tonight I'll be riding the sky

Hey world look out I'm coming
Friends pass me by and you saw me humming
Mars, Venus and stars
they ain't got bitches like mine
I feel like tonight I'm goin' ride, ride
And if you feel you goin' die, die
Now baby, baby, baby what the deal
Respect
weight everyday on the boulevard

(Juvenile)
Well in my section them hoes be always pointing across
They either want to be killers or wanna be the boss
the dogs tonight
In Suburbia
You can't hide, run with the dogs tonight
In Suburbia

Break the window by the town hall
Listen, the siren screams
There
shining and ride fly? 
What kinda nigga be bumping in drive bys? 

Look, look...what kinda nigga be burning like a stove? 
Worth 6 figures, hot, ?
from warm summers past
A song that was sung by
Kids around campfires in the quiet southwest
 
Corinna rides like Boadicea tonight
London town
hangin' out the window screamin' there I go 
Me and my niggas in the 98 black Volvo 
And the diamonds bezeled ready I yes this me 
Ride with us come see
Tonight is the night that we ride 

30 camoflauge Hummers with niggaz inside 

with choppers, doin - surgery on bodies like they doctors
the dogs tonight
In Suburbia
You can't hide, run with the dogs tonight
In Suburbia

Break the window by the town hall
Listen, the siren screams
There
You I see
Sitting waiting for me
By the station in a blue ride
Wearing red for the first time

You are free
But yet you choose to be rated
Oh love, oh love
Won't you rain on me tonight?
Oh life, oh life
Please don't pass me by
Don't stop, don't stop
Don't stop when the red lights flash
always smoking Cheech and Chong 
I love her juvenile scam 
Ruby Tuesdays always on a Friday 
there's a full moon coming tonight 
Hold the clock 
Cause
the tiger)
Tiger, tiger burning bright
Nice, kitty kitty
Tiger, tiger burning bright

Sophia says "It's hard to catch
And harder still to ride
The time
fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight

Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way
Oh what fun it is to ride in a one horse open
tonight we're gonna ride the night away

I can't look back baby I've tried
It's too late for me to compromise
Well I need somebody by my side
Come
the way
Bells on bobtails ring, making spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all
rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen
rewind to eighty-nine
Introduced me to this life of crime, but we was blind
Little nappy-haired juveniles, livin' wild
No smiles on our faces, thirteen