Hide Out or Ride Out (feat. Turk & Lil Wayne) - Juvenile

Yo Swizz, that's what we doing? Weezy, what up? (Woo-wee) Why must you insist on being so motherfuckin' much? (woo) Like a motherfuckin' pussy to a dog, bitch? Hm-m Nah, dog (come on) Who let the dogs out? Who let the dogs out? I stretch your jaw out, who next to call out? Who left the call-out? (Uh) you catch the fall-out (yeah) You take the ball out, I get to ball out (come on) None of my dawgs could say I left my dawgs out (uh-huh) I never dog out, my fellow bloodhound (wow) I left it all out, y'all lettin' it all out (yeah) Go extra hard out, go ask your dog 'bout me Lil Tunechi baddest dog up in the dog house (uh) Keep a bad bitch walk around with my bone out (uh) She swallow puppies, you know we got PETA on the phone now (okay) I make her pussy rain cats and dogs, ooh, it's pourin' down (damn) Gave my dog a pound 'cause he hit me with a couple pounds (rrr) Tell your big dog I'll break him down to puppy chow (oh) Bow, I left your skull out I DM'd DMX and said they never X'd the dog out (Here we go, woof) let the dogs out (Here we go, woof) let the dogs out (Goddamn, woof, let it go) let the dogs out (Oh, woof, talk to me) let the dogs out (Talk to me, woof) let the dogs out (Talk to me, woof) let the dogs out Who let the dog out? They let the dog out Straight out the dog house, now get the fuck out What y'all niggas know about makin' a movie? Show 'em out Careful, what you're sayin' will get you punched in your mouth (come on) When it's time to roll out (uh), my niggas is goin' out (uh) Comin' with that hardware that y'all niggas don't know about Let off and blow 'em out, that's how we show 'em out (uh) Put a couple of bodies on them things then we throw 'em out Serious niggas spit serious shit (uh) When I hear y'all niggas spit, all I hear is a bitch When it's time to get active (ah), my niggas get into it I ain't sayin' you a sucker, I'm just sayin' don't do it (please) (woo) (Woof) let the dogs out (Here we go, woof) let the dogs out (Goddamn, woof, let it go) let the dogs out (Oh, woof, talk to me) let the dogs out (Talk to me, woof) let the dogs out (Bounce with me, woof) let the dogs out (Goddamn, woof) let the dogs out (Oh, woof, let it go) let the dogs out Huh, huh (come on), huh, huh Huh, huh, rrr Woof (ayy), woof (ayy) Woof (ayy), woof (what?) Huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh, huh (what?) Huh, huh, huh, huh Huh, huh, huh (that just happened)

I just did this so fast This shit, this shit is easy, this shit just hard Run me my check Lil Boat, ayy, bitch, gang Ayy-ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, gang, ayy, whoo, ayy-ayy, ayy Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe I run up with it (Ho), with the stick, it spittin' (Grrat) Shoot his whole face off (Shoot his whole face off) Can't tell you who did it (Can't tell you who did it) Bitch, I'm Rob Vicious (Bitch, I'm Rob Vicious) And my life so savage (And my life so savage) I retired from the Mavericks (I retired from the Mavericks) All my ice, lotta carats (All my ice, lotta carats, yeah) Fuck your wife, no marriage (No marriage) Lil' Rob just hit it (Lil' Rob just hit it) Then she suck my brother (Then she suck my brother) Even fuck my children (Even fuck my children) Man, this bitch trippin' (Man, this bitch trippin') Man, this bitch vicious (Man, this bitch vicious) I said, "Stop suckin'" (I said, "Stop suckin'") That bitch don't listen (That bitch don't listen) I came outside, trap with the block today I can get money all lots of ways Remember when I had to flock and pay (Yeah) Now look at them dollars Lil' Rob just made I run it up in a whole lotta ways Swore I done called a whole lotta plays (Yeah, ayy) I'm sick, need a check-up (Check-up) I done ran me a check up (Check up) Need a brand new Tesla (Skrrt) Cartier got me lookin' like professor (Skrrt) I'm sick, need a check-up (Check-up) I done ran me a check up (A check up) Need a brand new Tesla (Tesla) Cartier got me lookin' like professor Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch Stop, drop, mix it in the soda pop Put the soda in the pot, I'm gon' whip it 'til it's rock I said, "Stop, drop, mix it in the soda pop Put the soda in the pot, I'm gon' whip it 'til it's rock" Look, it's OTS and QC, we fuckin' all the groupies Condoms for the cooties, she a snack and I'm Scooby Smoke a nigga like a doobie, blow a nigga like a eighth Bitch, I'm on the block, in my pockets, it's a lotta cake And I'm on your thot 'cause I heard she give a lotta face I be pourin' lotta eights, sip it raw, I love the taste 'Cause I heard she give a lotta face I be pourin' lotta eights, sip it raw, I love it straight Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe I'm with Lil Boat but our pockets been on fat In the Uber with my 30, if you try me, you get smacked I ain't worried 'bout no money, niggas know I'm gettin' racks I just hopped up in that foreign, poured the 'Dusse then did the dash I count a lotta money, I fuck a lotta hoes I sip a lotta lean, I buy a lotta clothes We got hella beef, nigga, we brought all the poles Niggas think it's hella sweet until we let that choppa go Ayy, ride out, ride out (Skrrt) With a stick and we ride out (Ride) Ayy, gang-gang, gang-gang, gang-gang Bitch, the gang out (Bitch) Move out my way, bitch, move, I'ma burn out (Bitch) Tell that lil bitch come through (Skrrt) All that cappin', break her back out (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Man, who said I fell off? Fall off my dick, bitch Been on my VLONE, be on my own shit (Ayy, gang, whoo) Choppa get to singing like my own song, bitch You ain't giving top, shit, well be gone, bitch, hoe

We here I said we here The back of Tha Carter The back of Tha Carter... Two... Ooooh Yea... This here is... the end of Tha Carter Two people HEY! HaHa.Yea I got the game on ball and chain I threw the key in the train I'm like the key in the truck I spent a G on these frames, though my vision is priceless Seeing through you niggaz like a fuckin psychic Hearing through the grapevine, niggaz wanna hate mine Say my name and die in the daytime You catch my drift, man you better be Peyton Boy the heats on, they make a peace bond I'm in this bitch, throwing up the seventeenth sign Straight frowns, no daps, strapped three times A Tec-11, AK 47, one Beretta, ready for whatever Tell them pussy niggaz come together Heavy wetter, nigga super soaker wetter, nigga Six feet under flowers, you ain't nothing but a petal nigga I'm just a little nigga, trying to be a civil nigga Thirty years old, shit that'll be a different nigga Quit it Wayne, your Mom is listenin But she ain't really trippin, 'cause the pots is pissed in Them niggaz trippin, until the shots whistling' Hear them bullets sizzle, like a cobra at attention I gotta bitch, and quit callin women bitches As long as she don't worry 'bout the coke in the kitchen No preventing the crime, I gotta get it I'm admitted to the game, true playa, no quittin There you go shittin on a way a nigga thinkin Only history I know is Benjamin Franklin And since the future ain't promised to no one I live everyday like this is the sure one Train in the tidal wave, this is the ocean Stand in the heat, 'til the mother fuckin snow come And it feels so fuckin good Throw my dope like a rope, let them tug and pull No hope for the hopeless, rats and roaches Runnin cross the porch, in the attic there's a fortune Come and get it, automatics in motion We bangin for the bread nigga, even the molded I got my loaf, I got my toast Chaperone of the south, I got my coast. Yeah And until I die I'm Da. Da Da Da Da. Da BEST RAPPER ALIVE

(Can anyone live with a kid? That's not for me to decide That's for someone who decide to live with me to decide, not for me But you willing to compromise in a relationship To compromise? What is comprising? Compromising for what? Compromising for what reason?) You don't have to call me, you don't gotta say it I already guessed, love You been playin' I don't need to know where you are now I don't see no reason for a blowout I was here the whole time, you were busy chasing You don't know what you had, I'm amazing I was all in and you was all out I'll get back up after this fall-down Look me in my eyes and tell me you never loved me, yeah Babe, it's no surprise, if I was you I'd feel lucky, uh, uh Yeah, you striked out All the times, thought that I didn't know 'bout All the lies you denied, but I know now 'Bout your hideout I can't believe you thought I'd never find out (Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha) (A man comes into my life and I have to compromise) You said all these things (You must think about that one again) I ignored the rumours, there's my lesson Clearly I'm the humour, and you been messin' Always talkin' 'bout the future when you not even present Well, I'm the prize, uh, I'm the blessing I was cool to slow down, you were busy racing Had it all figured out, you knew I'd cave in I was all in and you was all out I'll come back up after this comedown Look me in my face and tell me this ain't bravado, hey I let you set the pace, all I did was just follow, yeah, yeah Well, you striked out All the likes, thought that I didn't know 'bout All the times you denied, but I know now 'Bout your hideout Well, I can't believe you thought I'd never find out, no (I think, if you were to think about it in terms of analyzing) You said all these things, ha ha (Yes) ha ha (I'll fall in love with myself) La la la la la la la (and I want someone to share it with me) I can't believe you thought I'd never find out About your hideout, uh

One: You 'bout dat paper? You on top? You handlin' business? You doin' swell? Down with yo' niggaz to da finish? Are you willin'? To hit da streetz up and make a killin'? Are you a villain? Pushin' a bentley makin' millions? Do you do your time? Without rattin' on your partners? Do you kill your beef? With a pistol or a chopper? Is you da man? Do you pay all of your bills? Did you make a plan? And won't stop 'till it fulfilled? Can you handle coke? Can you handle dope? Ain't afraid to go? Even though you know? Look... lil' daddy... Do you take care of yo' kids? Is it clean in yo' crib? Can't you stand to eat some ribs? Ain't it scandalous how we live? You ball with cash money? Do you like manny track? Ain't it shive how i rap? Puttin' new orleans on the map! You brush ya teeth? You on dem hoes? You got dem rees on ya feet? With dem girbauds? 1: 4x Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!!! Put up a soljah rag Put up a soljah rag Two: Now what's happenin' wit' you? You knockin' dem heads off too? You do what a playa do? You fuck in the rochambeau? You ain't scared to blast? When you got dat iron witcha Do you bust his ass? You acts a ass? You got ya ski mask? And ya solja rag? Look... You ready to blow a bag? Can you hustle like it's legal? Can you avoid da people? And hotwire your regal? You 'bout dat evil? Look... You on some ignorant shit? When that hoe get flip Now can you punish da bitch? You like dem beamers? You like dem benz 500s? You like dem hummers? You like dem big fine womens? You a playa ain't ya? None of these bitch niggaz could fade ya! The ghetto made ya! Dope fiends and junkies raised ya! Do you sleep in suites? Do you go shopping every week? When you hit da streetz You got dem reeboks on your feet? 2: Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!! Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a soljah rag Put up a soljah rag Put up a soljah rag Throw up a soljah rag 1: 2x Three: Is you a paper chaser? You got your block on fire? Remainin' a g? Until the moment you expire? You know what it is? To make nothin' outta somethin'? You handle your biz? And don't be cryin' And its somethin' Your niggaz is in ya? You got your girlfriends witcha? Since you was a kid? You was a instant wig-splitter? You twinkle your slug? You ain't no bitch huh? You stompin' ya box in the mud? A hot boy microwave oven Tatooted up, booted up None of you bitches lovin' Your windows are tinted? You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it? You don't fuck with dem nike tennis? You play with barettaz? You sleep in the royal sonesta? You won't fuck vanessa? You got chopperz up on ya dresser? You believe in god? But can you handle it when its hard? And represent your ward? You be stalkin' the boulevard? 3: Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Put up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag Throw up a solja rag