[Intro - Freeway]

Thank you ladies and gentlemen!

Hold your applause

J'yeah, holla!

Its bout to go down, shut em down!

Just Blaze, Freeway! Young Chris! Young Guru!

The Roc is definately in the building!

J'yeah! uh, holla! uh oh! uh oh! uh oh! uh!



[Verse 1 - Freeway]

J'yeah, listen, if the rhymes stop dumpin

and beats stop knockin then Free still fuckin with Beans

R-U to the G-S, manuver the ve

throughout the U.S. with two teks of keys

one start up your whip

and the other start up your block

retarded just like a Carter

El Nino come take a sniff

or take a few of you like the glass zit

Stick shit in your artery ooouuu

Hustlin's a part of me

Niggas retardin me

Come at the team wrong

its like a see-saw

They down and we up

The pound heat clowns up

I'm moving and re-up teks, blocks and keep gon'

?? and cocks like a school bus (why?)

It make stops and it picks kids up

and it wake up the block really early in the mornin

Word, niggas want drama? Then line em up!



[Chorus (repeated four times) - Freeway]

Uh uh uh Line em up!

Uh uh uh Line em up!

Uh uh Line em up!

I, I shut em down!



[Verse 2 - Freeway]

Listen, if the coke stop jumpin

and the block stop poppin

Then Free still fuckin with Schi!

M to the is-ash, come down with the gat

take your sti-ash and kidnap your keeps

One, puff in my face and the other go in your face

Reatrded? This is a stick up

if you slow then pick up the pace

I came to take everything out your safe

and even snatch all your jewelry (oouuu)

Robbins a part of me, you just oughta be

singin the same song when money low

Ain't no parameters, snatch chains even honeys know

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