Snoopy Track         
             

f/ Juvenile 

[Jay-Z] 
Bounce 
Uhhh, ha, uhhh, ha 
Uhhh, uh-huh-uh-uhhh, uhh, uh-huh 
This for my hustlers.. uh-huh 
And for the bitches.. yeah 

Yo, yo 
This is for my niggaz down in Houston on candy paint 
All my niggaz in the Dirty South, Miami mayne 
All my niggaz in the A-T-L throwin dem bones 
All them thugs that send slugs through your clothes; holla at me 
It's for the black culture, Spanish chicks with the sweet chocha 
Spanish cats with the ki's of cocoa 
All the haters eat a dick they wanna see you brok-er 
I hope the heat stroke ya, the misery is over 
All my deep smokers, I hope the leaf choke ya 
Hope you'll never be sober I'ma toast to myself 
I hope the Crist' get me, spiralin into a tizzy 
So pissy, swervin on the road dizzy 
May God protect my soul, angels walk with me 
First do the flow sickly, niggaz is so shifty 
The fo'-fo' is like a force field, you won't get me 
I brought some folk with me, Brooklyn is loc'n with me 
What the fuck? 

Chorus: Juvenile (repeat 2X) 

You know, we ride 
All day, all night 
Pop Crist
             

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