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Thank you ladies and gentlemen! |
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Hold your applause |
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J'yeah, holla! |
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Its bout to go down, shut em down! |
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Just Blaze, Freeway! Young Chris! Young Guru! |
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The Roc is definately in the building! |
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J'yeah! uh, holla! uh oh! uh oh! uh oh! uh! |
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[Verse 1 - Freeway] |
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J'yeah, listen, if the rhymes stop dumpin |
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and beats stop knockin then Free still ****in with Beans |
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R-U to the G-S, manuver the ve |
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throughout the U.S. with two teks of keys |
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one start up your whip |
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and the other start up your block |
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retarded just like a Carter |
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El Nino come take a sniff |
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or take a few of you like the glass zit |
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Stick shit in your artery ooouuu |
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Hustlin's a part of me |
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Niggas retardin me |
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Come at the team wrong |
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its like a see-saw |
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They down and we up |
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The pound heat clowns up |
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I'm moving and re-up teks, blocks and keep gon' |
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?? and cocks like a school bus (why?) |
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It make stops and it picks kids up |
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and it wake up the block really early in the mornin |
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Word, niggas want drama? Then line em up! |
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[Chorus (repeated four times) - Freeway] |
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Uh uh uh Line em up! |
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Uh uh uh Line em up! |
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Uh uh Line em up! |
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I, I shut em down! |
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[Verse 2 - Freeway] |
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Listen, if the coke stop jumpin |
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and the block stop poppin |
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Then Free still ****in with Schi! |
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M to the is-ash, come down with the gat |
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take your sti-ash and kidnap your keeps |
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One, puff in my face and the other go in your face |
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Reatrded? This is a stick up |
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if you slow then pick up the pace |
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I came to take everything out your safe |
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and even snatch all your jewelry (oouuu) |
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Robbins a part of me, you just oughta be |
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singin the same song when money low |
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Ain't no parameters, snatch chains even honeys know |
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amateurs get state green's and hit with 24 months |
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From playin the game long, the eight long |
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Make pockets short snatch hair and bones weight |
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They been taking from us for too long it ain't wrong |
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Line em up and I jam em all yo! |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 3 - Young Chris of The Young Gunz] |
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They want a war with the Roc? OKAY! |
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Cases catch 'em and beat 'em like O.J. |
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I been stretchin my d's since the O'Jays |
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Before I met Beans and Free, before Jay |
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Homie, Pops never was there |
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so I hustled 24 7 like the cops never was there |
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Yeah, **** a box cause the metal was there |
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**** the cops cause the Fed's was paid |
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I been settled for years, I'm ahead of my years |
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Tuck the glock come pedal with K's |
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We can settle it here |
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We run with this beef, we runnin his peeps |
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Like five in the mornin while they under them sheets (wake up) |
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Like five gats drawn, soldiers come out they sleep |
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Tell me what they gon' tell me when the gun out they reach |
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Homie, we ain't gotta cheat |
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Y'all ain't stopping Sig |
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Young Gunner startin p. guard from State Property |
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[Chorus] |
