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It's like the |
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Biggie (Warning), almost six in the morning |
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I'm receivin a call, it's just me and a broad |
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I'm still in my drawers, just got finished beatin |
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I was skeetin, she was skeetin, no feelings involved |
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Back to the phone call, it was my nigga |
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DameHe schooled me to these lame ass niggaz tryin to frame the squad |
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Got up, I threw on my clothes and |
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I strapped up |
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Two more clips for back up, they act up, we act up |
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I told the chick "pack up, 'cause it's time to go, you gotta roll" |
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I'm about to hook up with my bro (bros) |
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These niggaz tryin to get me, wanna stick me for my dough |
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They seen the diamonds flash, wanna get me real bad |
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Get me for my stash, leave tag on toe |
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But they're never ever gonna get that close |
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We play board games, |
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Connect Four, |
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Tic-tac-toe |
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We play war games, more flames, spit that foe |
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Oh, Battleship, sink that boat |
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If it don't sink then y'all niggaz gotta row |
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Row your boat, quickly down the stream |
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Get too far away, |
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Freezer tag 'em with the beam |
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Now his body floatin down the river with a scheme |
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Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, plottin on |
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Freezer's but a dream |
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And it's[Chorus - Freeway](Nev-er goin to) |
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It's (nev-er goin to change) |
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Shit ain't never gonna change[Verse 2 - Freeway] |
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This how it started, they retarded had they weapons drawn |
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Tried to stick the connect and got connected on |
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Quickly we dumped on 'em, put bullets up in them |
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Now they saw they wanna harm us, wanna harm 'em more |
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Hit up they buddies, you dummies, studied "The Art of War" |
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Heard it through (The Wire) his baby mama in |
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BaltimoreAnd that's where he hidin, so that's where we ridin |
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I got connects out there, my nigga |
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MullyHundred grand, his chick |
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Chantel that |
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I've been hittin since the '90's |
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Post up at her house, it's not far from they house |
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Got two eyes on they house, in case they go out |
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I told her to go out, we might have a spray out |
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I think way out, got the shit laid out |
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I ain't never been afraid to pull the |
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AK outIn broad daylight got the green light make his brains hang out |
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Bring Beretta and |
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Desert to his known hangouts |
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That's my two roadies and these motherfuckers do know me |
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They put a price on my head, that cost two |
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Rolies"He just came from Mecca, this nigga Free religious?We about to give him the business and leave him too holy" |
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Nope, you're never gonna get that far |
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We will spray y'all, |
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A-R flip that car |
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We will lay y'all, underneath the concrete |
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Trust me, like |
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Jimmy Hoffa they'll never find the body |
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Caught him in the hotel lobby |
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Slippin, trickin, was about to pop 'em but the cops stopped me[Cop talking over Chorus] |
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ETSThe Pleasant and |
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Calvert Days |
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InnIt's a black male, big beard, possibly armed |
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Proceed with caution[Chorus - Freeway](Nev-er goin to)(Nev-er goin to change) |
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Never[Verse 3 - Freeway] |
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He got away this time but |
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I'm on his top |
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Now he know |
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I'm in the city with 'em, gotta get the drop |
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I got to play like him, move like him, think like him |
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Strike 'em, light 'em, homicide 'em, with the rifle |
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Make sure the job is done before he be rattin like |
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FievelUp in the courtroom hype, right hand on the |
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BibleI gotta get him tonight, right hand on the nine |
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I know his whereabouts, |
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I'm packin all my gear and stuff |
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From Chantel house and now |
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I'm headin out to air him out |
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Jumped in the |
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Charger, the windows are tinted |
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You can't see who's in it |
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You don't know if |
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I came to spark you or not |
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I just parked on his block |
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And I'm sittin here patient 'til |
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I spot my target |
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There the nigga go, |
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I'm damn near out of breath |
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I'm gonna catch him this time, won't let the nigga go |
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That's what the nigga get for tryin to take a nigga dough |
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I'm 'bout to send him to |
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God, put two in his chest |
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Time to put him to rest, |
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I scream "let's have it!" |
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Squoze the ratchet, [gunshot] she's wearin his jacket |
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It's his baby mom, damn! [screaming] |
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Shot the wrong motherfucker |
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Shit, I guess this shit ain't never gonna change(Nev-er goin to change) |