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Ride on Em

Lil' Zane

Young World: The Future

2000

(Unknown Man)
Them niggas want to ride by do a lil' drive by 
But they just don't know how
But we about to show 'em when the pistol backfire

Ass hanging out them lil ass pajamas 
Aw damn, aw damn (got damn)
Been looking wit the hawk eye
Gotta touch you every time you walk by
Eat it quick like

this goes
Strictly good vibes in my zone
If they ain't about it get gone
They gotta go like Lil Jon
Elevate your bottles lets toast
This ones for making

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

Head 1st
We baptized
Welcome to my way of life
I ain't no fan of this shit
This shit my real life

Lately been hearing 
These bitch ass niggas 
Tryn

ain't bricking it
Big racks by the stick
Push weight in the click
Lil mama bad bitch
F*****g with the kid I don't recommend s**t I should be first

Hella fat hoes getting ready for November (Fat hoe November)
Met a big bitch on 21st of September
I ain't got no Reasons (Hell Nah)
Rolling up some

Still the Greatest

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits

2004

the city where the grass is green 
And the palm trees lean 
Been ballin' 
Shot callin' since 83 
I know the mothaphukin' industry 
Ain't ready for me

lil ass toxic
Tryna take control of me but No she ain't no pilot
Yea, I get live like a Moshpit
On some rock shit
Bars coming hard like when a glock

Sticky Icky

Pitbull

Rick Ross Presents: Miami Takin Over (Hosted by Sway)

2007

Hey Lil? Jon, know we tell these boys
When they campin' out with the blunt, right?
We tell ?em puff, puff, pass with your pussy ass
I said puff,

Sticky Icky

Pitbull

The Boatlift

2007

[Pitbull]
Hey Jim Jones, 
Let's Show These Boys How It Really Goes Down 
Hey Lil Jon, 
U Know What We Tell These Boys When They Campin Out Wit

said that you're going to leave but don't go by what you heard, just love me till death we can rest in my hurst. 

And no I ain’t perfect 
But I’m worth

believe in me
Tainted by snakes in the hood
You tell me my shit ain’t no good
The next day they singing my hook
Night mare on Elm St this shit Freddy

Ola out of jail they done free'd him up
Don't give lil folk that gun he gone shoot em up 
Aye, You know we can't slow down ain't no catching up

like
Now he got a red nose
Red nose singing to the cop Man you a deer
Talk so funny take it off stupid bitch ain't no fear
Got lil bill out the trunk

the winter
If it's fuck you den it's fuck you I ain't tryna rekindle
I'm riding through them blocks serving sick out the window
Call it Lil Jon get to blowing

My Section

The Hot Boys

Let 'Em Burn

2003

a nigga to jail
Cause they loving a freak

(Lil' Wayne)
In my section it be off the heezy
And my section's being represented by Lil' Weezy
What the deal

my lil' bro
But he fucked up, ain't goin' on no drill with me no more
old cheap-ass nigga, you ain't never dumped shit
I'm feelin' like Chicken P,

em down wiping his nose wit tissue
These niggas know what I'm bout when i pull up lil sosaa get st8 to the issue
Get to blowing this glock like

let these niggas choose they fate
You gone go out by yourself? Or you gone go out with your gang
These lil boys won't learn huh? Guess I got to teach

Been on the road know I ain’t got time to take breaks 
Get in the way you gone get ate
Smiling got em looking mad with the shit face 
Model face

Take it back to when it was eighths in the pack
Kidnap you over that lil' rap you wrote, leave your family taken aback
By the handsome quote, that I

to a king.
Yeah.
(Sargent.)

[3RD VERSE: JON BULLIS]

Welcome to the Bullis show.
Disclaimer, ain’t got no flow,
But I’mma spit a couple bars,
I’m here with

Don stop, roll another one
Yes sir
Huuh
Mmh

I don just smoke man I chain smoke dope
By j on j like that lil boy
Play with the packs you can tell it