When We Ride

Deuce

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    Hey yo, Deuce,
    You hear about this fuck boy Danny?
    Fuckin' American Idol reject.
    Fuckin' Faggots!

    That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride!
    That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches!
    That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride!
    That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches!

    That's when ride on bitches, you fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try, we packin' 9's, we leave you dead in ditches
    That's when ride on bitches, you fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try, we packin' 9's, we leave you dead in ditches

    Yo, Hollywood Who? Without my dawg Deuce,
    Don't make me have to ride, Men the boy got juice
    In or outside, this aint only in the booth
    Somebody gonna die, they gonna wish they called truce

    Kinda Major on a track got Truth, cant'cha get the facts
    If you faggots wants prove, might as well hang it up now
    No noose,
    im fuckin' everybody, leave your pussies out loose

    tie em' up and i throw em' in the trunk
    fuckers want a war
    and imma give em' what they want
    bend they ass over
    imma treat them like a punk
    prison break that ass off.
    going til i bust a nut

    i dont give a fuck, never have never will
    go try find a better rapper with some better skill
    i murder mother fuckers, i massacre for the thrill
    itching for some fucking killing and blood is my Benadryl

    That's when ride on bitches, you fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try, we packin' 9's, we leave you dead in ditches
    That's when ride on bitches, you fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try, we packin' 9's, we leave you dead in ditches

    Look now, you got to admit
    No one likes your pussy music
    You say you sold out, but didn't sell shit
    Fucking idiots, lip sync fags milli vanili bitch
    How the fuck do you call yourselves a band?
    You can barely rap its on now
    what comes up must come must come down
    When this shit flies, I won't be around

    Saying I can't spit was your biggest mistake
    Now UNDEAD sucks, they're a bunch of fakes
    Johnnys' getting overweight he's to fat to be callin' names

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    Let's play a game
    everyone's listening
    When I say fuck,s ing along and say "Fuck HU"
    Fuck HU!

    When I say "What's my name?"
    You call me Big Deuce
    What's my name?
    BIG DEUCE!

    That's when ride on bitches, you fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try, we packin' 9's, we leave you dead in ditches
    That's when ride on bitches, you fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try, we packin' 9's, we leave you dead in ditches

    It's what it is, I'm the best in the Biz
    Black ski masks and the sig, 2 clips
    2 sips off of that Rosay
    With my man Jose with the coke
    Wait

    OC, and the bumb of the cree cree
    HU be softer then the sea breeze
    Fuck You
    We be nuttier than a Resees
    And we see more dough
    Move more blow

    Deuce go solo, Trap got homo
    So fly come out the parachute
    Im always first to bail
    Never scared to shoot

    The Truth, ya know im out for the loot
    Heading to the top
    we movin' through the roof
    shorty got her top down
    just like the coupe

    Fuck you, this is 9Lives
    Real like, my ties
    One slip and you all die

    That's when ride on bitches, you fuckin' faggot snitches
    So don't you try, we packin' 9's, we leave you dead in ditches

    What!
    Say what the fuck!
    Six shooters up!
    Now, what the fuck!
    Point them up!

    Imma snatch your mask off
    And tell it like it is
    No more talent, no more show biz
    Deuce left the band
    Now yall a bunch of jokes

    Hollywood Is Dead
    And thatz all she fucken wrote
    Leave you dead in the ditches
    Heard you were snitches

    9Lives that's how
    we ride on you bitches, yeah
    I said it, it's your boy from GML
    If you got hurt feeling, oh well

    Do something you couldn't
    face me on your best day
    the Wiz Kid is gone
    that's why you get less pay

    Still remember when your
    first album dropped
    skipped it to the chorus
    the rest of yall flopped

    wack ass lyrics
    I mean garbage
    Leaky like a faucet
    Your whole entourage

    Wish on a star
    You'll never make a million
    Ninelives and GML
    In the buildin'

    That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride!
    That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches!
    That's when we, that's when we, that's when we ride!
    That's when we, that's when we ride on these bitches!

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