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ride
Long as you ride for me
No I ain't gotta lie
Like baby what it gon be
What it Gon Be?
Go head just tell me whatchu need
Gotta get it by any means

ride
Long as you ride for me
No I ain't gotta lie
Like baby what it gon be
What it Gon Be?
Go head just tell me whatchu need
Gotta get it by any means

End of the Night

Ludacris

Release Therapy

2006

can't let go, let go, let go
Baby, you've got me open
Baby, I just wanna make you mine
By the end of the night, end of the night
By the end

the heater right by her side

Aiyyo, so what the deal Dogg, tell me
Keep it real Dogg
Niggas seem to the brain, how you feel Dogg?
Nigga I'ma ride, set it up,

don't understand Its better for you fucking fools
I'm prepared for anything machinery to hand grenades
I bulletproof my residence up plus two Great Danes

bout mine
Ion ride backpack, not wit all dat
Just ta keep it real, I done been hit
Det backpack shit, scared of it
 
Riding bikes really risky shit,

none of you hoes

(2nd Verse)
Let's go on a glide I'm in love with the thrill,
He keeps the wap by my side he got ice in his grills,
I keep his tool

Musical genocide
American sniper firing patriotic rounds at our sound
Let them niggas up
And they gon let themselves down
Everybody Just Ride The Wave
All

Let my body grow
Putting together two blades of a feather
Then pulling apart just to put on a show (ah)
That's how the story will go (ah)
The dog

Panic Attack

Dave

Six Paths

2016

minor violations
So I keep the beef and the bread separate like TGI's
They touch us and we pay 'em back like it's PPI
Fuck it, let's ride, get animated

I just got a new bag might blow it all on 2 Jags
2 Bitches and they too bad
I'm gettin' money and you mad
Blue bills by tha bundles nigga you sad
Know

stepper
Nigga I'll step step step
Plus I don't feel no pressure cause this pistol by belt
I don't wan' no problems with these niggas they prolly hoes
Niggas

He packing twos

Imagine that type of shit this nigga would do to you

Packing beams it came from the shop and this shit for errbody
Aint no sleeping

the shit's never end
You can't touch my riches
Even if you had MC Hammer
And them 357 bitches
Biggie Smalls, the millionaire, the mansion
The yacht
The two

pistols, they still packin'
Have them dope fiends dialin' for crack
A drive by shootin' em' P, seven ain't shit
Brothers on the Southside ain't to be messed

coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running

She's impressed by a fat boy
Cadillac, weed, pistol

mouth runnin'
Ain't this a bitch
They got me twisted in this game
The Feds and the punk police
Pointin' pistols at my brain
I wonder if I'm wrong 'cause

illuminate like flares
Number 7-2 Tetra, Rammaton Electra
Fine now you die now it's
Time to stop the lying
Killing with the robin
Kneeling in the bobbin

Yea yea
I can't even viben with you niggas
Ride with you niggas
No Co-De
No Co-De
No Co-De
No Co-De
No Co-De
Awwwww Yea Yea
No Co-De
I can't even

Gold Shine

Three 6 Mafia

Louder Than Ever, Vol. 1

2000

catch me droppin' dimes
I'm a let my gold shine 
I'm a let my gold shine

(Chorus) x2
All playas hustle in 
Let me see your gold shine 
All my

the office countin' numbers (tell 'em)
Don't ever judge a book by the cover
Bitch, judge a cook by how it bubble (stove)

Yeah, yeah (oh)
Pagin'

elitist 
Fuck that let the music speak
Woah 
Let the music speak woah 
Let it speak
Let it speak

Straight White Male 
By default I'm an asshole 
Straight

What More Can I Say

Jay-Z

The Black Album [Acappella]

2003

nigga button ups
S dots on my feet
Makes my cycle complete
What more can I say Guru play the beat

We gonna let this ride into the hook
I'ma snap my

What More Can I Say

Jay-Z

Change Clothes

2004

nigga button ups
S dots on my feet
Makes my cycle complete
What more can I say Guru play the beat

We gonna let this ride into the hook
I'ma snap my