Um uh um uh here we go now





It's because I'm all on my own, now

You can leave him out hear alone, now

Ya'll need to really watch ya'll tone

Now you see the chrome

Im a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya





It's Freeway all by myself

I'm in da place all on my own

In da club wit the chrome

While ya'll nigga's gotta leave it at home

Ya'll haters better leave it alone

Before you meet wit ya DEATH

Back up off me

Put ya keys in the ig-nition

Start the rolling gap, scrap, befoere I calp

Bang out like a western

Found out where you live at

Pay ya spot a visit

Listen

Free to frosty, back up off me

Before you get bury

Carry the mover

Extra rounds to get the clowns up of me

Ya'll act scary, You act like losers, check, check

State Prop in ya neighborhood

Roc in ya spot, spot roc when you let us in

Free got things locked in ya neighborhood

Roc's on ya block, Free servin they medicine









Roof less like a shot from a cannon

Free is in affect and will stayin datein

Yall, baby momas should have warned you

Cause they seen it on the bed

when she came over the crib

Now they don't really wanna get the k involed

Cause we are gonna put this thang to ya head

The whole click pull chicks don't brag

Tell em freeway sad if it ain't bout head

Go head, you think its bout change go change

Put on ya shit(uh-huh), hop in a cab (yeah)

Meanwhile free stuck in a lab

Earning my grip, youngin's huggin' the strip

Freeway move rhymes like dimes move hits like nicks

On ya mind like all the time

On ya station like heavy rotation

Used to be on my grind like on the line









Bee Bop at the Roc we don't stop

Boom Boom Tang my gang we move thangs

And I put up the Range, the hoopty flow through ya block

Ice cover my watch ya eyes stuck on the change

What you thought its the Roc

Wit my people from St. Lou

Jack Frost, Jack Frost

Up in the bang-o, the wrist froze

Grip O's

Roc-a-Fella pitbull snatch every bitch on ya block

Yall prick need to back up off me

Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice

Whats ya order slugs on the menu

Shut the shop down on purpose, work this

Four-fifth like I'm runin' for prez

I peel lead have you runin' from shots

Go tell ya block ya block start wit the kid

Kid kidnap ya pops







Shit back up off me

Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice

Whats ya order slugs on the menu

Shut the shop down on purpose, work this



Back up off me

Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice

Whats ya order slugs on the menu

Shut the shop down on purpose, work this ho





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