Hide Out or Ride Out
作词 : Unknown
作曲 : Unknown
I strike a load you get served
I ain't to be joked with
Fake Buster get smoked with, you provoke it
I explode it, unload it, reload it, unload again and
Put another clip in, 50
Shots to win
I can't lose its
Impossible
Plus I got a
Chopper 50
Shots bout to be droppin' you
I be bout straight hittin' the beef kicker the set then
Leave the set and leave a beef kicker wet
Jet off the scene with the
Uptown Fighters
Red Dot Sighers, all week
Night Flighters
I'ma get 'cha when ya least expect it
**** the Glock check it, a
Vase can't protect it boy
Is ya ready?
I leave yo set wetty
Slugs flyin' high got ya body real heavy
Ya can't move, ya got bucked now ya stuck
Left wet on the set, tell yo boys to pick ya up
Out cold, head swole, eyes drove
I know Fa'sho you ain't gone test me no more
Yo block tore, yo
Family in black clothes
You got blowed, and in yo chest is many holes
This goes,
A Lot of rounds of
AmmoI show how
Uptown *****s drove
Ya fake boy, me and my *****s did it to ya
Automatic,
Black Chopper
Trigger Pullers
That's how we be, loadin' clips then release
Eight deep, in the 300
E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliary
Up the street, where
I score shoul ain't for me
The B.G. that's the name
I go byTest me?
You die ask
Kangol bout it
Hide Out, if ya clip slide out,
Ride OutYo block bout to die out
Move yo People
I'm burnin' down the whole street
The Night
Creepers, bout to heat our enemy
Lights Off,
Mask On Creep
SilentLife's gone we don't left yo block quiet
Retaliate wait, know you not boy
Cause I'm a
Hot Boy, Nine-
Milli ****
BoyChopper gunnin' you scared, you see us runnin'
Start movin' me and
Juvey when we comin'[Juvenile]
In yo lap yo brain sit, got a
Chopper splittin' through bricks
A you Black
Crucifix, up in the dirt
I be knockin' ****s
Smooth and
Beretically, my pocket rockin' to
Six Figures
I'm polverizin' *****s pullin'
K-F's with two triggers
On my body theres a side of me
It only come out at night though
Them Demons got me on a flight
Duck Tape'
N and takin' life, or even worse
It could be
Three O'clock, on a
Sunday by
ChurchYo brains
I'ma have to burst
You shouldn't have ****ed with me first
Gettin' full of some
Malcolm, Adams
Apple I scalp 'em
Got Richard
Penatin callin' for
National Guards to come help him
Very seldom when ya see, when you do what do you do?
Bust back, better be a head shot, if not then it's through
I'm comin' around the corner bout to pull a
Meatball on ya
Fully dressed like a hoe, and in my purse is a
CalicoMe and
Lil Turk if you heard of a merger on a murder50
G'z on his head, what the **** did you say?50
G'z Fa'sho that ***** live next door
Call the man, give him a rang, left the sucker change
Look I **** with that rap ****, but acts a donkey on the low
A Hot Boy representin' this ***** like
Black and
Moe[Turk]I start to poppin' *****s start to droppin'
I'm havin' fatal thoughts
I think I'm ****in'
Shell Shockin'
*****s bangin'
Four, Five rangin' in my ear
I'm not scared, cause
I'm Soldier, and
Soldiers have no ****in' fear
In my sleep at night,
I'm seein' war fights
Wakin' up thinkin' a ***** took my ****in' life
Unnecessary ****, mind clickin' like a light switch
Who picked you up on any ***** or any *****
Don't give a ****, steady bangin' in dodgin' camoflaguin'
With my Mack-
Elivin' ,
Hot Boy$, that whole
Ca$h Money
ClickDon't **** with, unless we known to get in yo ****
I'm Shell
Shock *****, only thing on my mind
Kill a ***** with that ****in'
Chrome-9Don't have time for them dog hoes
Goin' through a stage with that
Chopper and that 4-4[Juvenile]
What's this ****
I hear about you boys
Partners-N-
CrimeYou think you
U.N.L.V. punished you *****es the last time
Now you gonna shine, let me put somethin' on yo mind
Look I was born in this ***** for taken hits, and protectin' ****
Its a Fa'sho thing,
I'ma bring drama or
I'ma wet 'cha
Ya bests be bout ya
Issue, if not
God bless ya
What make you think 2-2-6 wasn't strong?
That's what we do, you wrong
They both com and they gone
Off Toppers,
I'ma deal with you and yo
PartnersT.
C. , L.D. ,
Willard Street with
ChoppersDrama is the need for
Ca$h, we play it right though
I'm comin' to get a ***** ass, like
I'm them white folks
Look, better be bout it, if not better be rowdy
It's all in yo mind ha?,
You gone shine, ha
I doubt it
Hide Out or Ride OutLRC歌词
作词 : Unknown
作曲 : Unknown
I strike a load you get served
I ain't to be joked with
Fake Buster get smoked with, you provoke it
I explode it, unload it, reload it, unload again and
Put another clip in, 50
Shots to win
I can't lose its
Impossible
Plus I got a
Chopper 50
Shots bout to be droppin' you
I be bout straight hittin' the beef kicker the set then
Leave the set and leave a beef kicker wet
Jet off the scene with the
Uptown Fighters
Red Dot Sighers, all week
Night Flighters
I'ma get 'cha when ya least expect it
**** the Glock check it, a
Vase can't protect it boy
Is ya ready?
I leave yo set wetty
Slugs flyin' high got ya body real heavy
Ya can't move, ya got bucked now ya stuck
Left wet on the set, tell yo boys to pick ya up
Out cold, head swole, eyes drove
I know Fa'sho you ain't gone test me no more
Yo block tore, yo
Family in black clothes
You got blowed, and in yo chest is many holes
This goes,
A Lot of rounds of
AmmoI show how
Uptown *****s drove
Ya fake boy, me and my *****s did it to ya
Automatic,
Black Chopper
Trigger Pullers
That's how we be, loadin' clips then release
Eight deep, in the 300
E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliary
Up the street, where
I score shoul ain't for me
The B.G. that's the name
I go byTest me?
You die ask
Kangol bout it
Hide Out, if ya clip slide out,
Ride OutYo block bout to die out
Move yo People
I'm burnin' down the whole street
The Night
Creepers, bout to heat our enemy
Lights Off,
Mask On Creep
SilentLife's gone we don't left yo block quiet
Retaliate wait, know you not boy
Cause I'm a
Hot Boy, Nine-
Milli ****
BoyChopper gunnin' you scared, you see us runnin'
Start movin' me and
Juvey when we comin'[Juvenile]
In yo lap yo brain sit, got a
Chopper splittin' through bricks
A you Black
Crucifix, up in the dirt
I be knockin' ****s
Smooth and
Beretically, my pocket rockin' to
Six Figures
I'm polverizin' *****s pullin'
K-F's with two triggers
On my body theres a side of me
It only come out at night though
Them Demons got me on a flight
Duck Tape'
N and takin' life, or even worse
It could be
Three O'clock, on a
Sunday by
ChurchYo brains
I'ma have to burst
You shouldn't have ****ed with me first
Gettin' full of some
Malcolm, Adams
Apple I scalp 'em
Got Richard
Penatin callin' for
National Guards to come help him
Very seldom when ya see, when you do what do you do?
Bust back, better be a head shot, if not then it's through
I'm comin' around the corner bout to pull a
Meatball on ya
Fully dressed like a hoe, and in my purse is a
CalicoMe and
Lil Turk if you heard of a merger on a murder50
G'z on his head, what the **** did you say?50
G'z Fa'sho that ***** live next door
Call the man, give him a rang, left the sucker change
Look I **** with that rap ****, but acts a donkey on the low
A Hot Boy representin' this ***** like
Black and
Moe[Turk]I start to poppin' *****s start to droppin'
I'm havin' fatal thoughts
I think I'm ****in'
Shell Shockin'
*****s bangin'
Four, Five rangin' in my ear
I'm not scared, cause
I'm Soldier, and
Soldiers have no ****in' fear
In my sleep at night,
I'm seein' war fights
Wakin' up thinkin' a ***** took my ****in' life
Unnecessary ****, mind clickin' like a light switch
Who picked you up on any ***** or any *****
Don't give a ****, steady bangin' in dodgin' camoflaguin'
With my Mack-
Elivin' ,
Hot Boy$, that whole
Ca$h Money
ClickDon't **** with, unless we known to get in yo ****
I'm Shell
Shock *****, only thing on my mind
Kill a ***** with that ****in'
Chrome-9Don't have time for them dog hoes
Goin' through a stage with that
Chopper and that 4-4[Juvenile]
What's this ****
I hear about you boys
Partners-N-
CrimeYou think you
U.N.L.V. punished you *****es the last time
Now you gonna shine, let me put somethin' on yo mind
Look I was born in this ***** for taken hits, and protectin' ****
Its a Fa'sho thing,
I'ma bring drama or
I'ma wet 'cha
Ya bests be bout ya
Issue, if not
God bless ya
What make you think 2-2-6 wasn't strong?
That's what we do, you wrong
They both com and they gone
Off Toppers,
I'ma deal with you and yo
PartnersT.
C. , L.D. ,
Willard Street with
ChoppersDrama is the need for
Ca$h, we play it right though
I'm comin' to get a ***** ass, like
I'm them white folks
Look, better be bout it, if not better be rowdy
It's all in yo mind ha?,
You gone shine, ha
I doubt it
