Freeway
Freeway - Turn Out The Light songtekst
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Yes, yeah Kayne, 'Philadelphia Freeway' Y'all know what it is, yeah Before I turn out ya lights let's get one thing understood I'ma keep my hammer real close, rubber grip tight Tell you niggas good night, good night Before I turn out ya lights let's get one thing understood Free gon' keep his hammer real close, rubber grip tight Tell you niggas good night, good night The shit you heard'll do me justice, got a death wish The shit I pack'll put holes through ya Lexus Got the tec clip, respect it The turn pike bully, earn stripes, move lla Through ya turn pike early, all night, all day Wait, switch hustles, nigga, now I muscle mix tapes all night All day, yes, the front line of the Roc Will through a football pass through ya chest Brett Farve wit the glock I'm Max Payne wit the stock out Money and fame run out, get it with Cocaine Rep the Roc till I clock out, I make you clock out Put sumtin' in ya brains I do my dirt all by my lonely and I got the heart to fight So please, refrain from hatin' on me before I turn out ya lights Ain't no hesitation, I got the guns to fight So please, refrain from hatin' on me before I turn out ya lights Don't test my patience because I got the guns to fight Stay wit 'em coast to coast I hop, I distribute the toast to folks I stop, never, Free a rap Icon Black Bon Jovi, in the Roc love of Roc Jake of watches, ice cickle the time Still got time to leave ya stash gone when you wake up Free hate smuts, stay wit a dime at all times Stay on the grind at all times wit so many nines Shit baggin' and shake up, nigguh, ain't no captin' to shake up Doe like a brink truck, nine on my waist I do my dirt all by my lonely and I got the heart to fight So please, refrain from hatin' on me before I turn out ya lights Ain't no hesitation, I got the guns to fight So please, refrain from hatin' on me before I turn out ya lights Free, put the burners to ya crew Give me a reason, not squeeze on ya gang Man the hammers go bang to bang In wit a bang, bang Blueprint 2 Before you, slide through to deliver ya gang the thangs Switch lanes to get Paid in Full Look, it's the rich [Incomprehensible] of transporters Donvan McNabb of mix tapes, look hey Follow the kid's orders, in other words do what the kid say We got it locked from the Bay back to Philly Where niggas pack millies like every single day We don't play, we all about our change and Money exchangin', if you bout your pay then Every single day, bring the lla to ya city Act up, bring the K's to ya city Then shots exchangin', every single day I do my dirt all by my lonely and I got the heart to fight So please, refrain from hatin' before I turn out ya lights Ain't no hesitation, I got the guns to fight So please, refrain from hatin' before I turn out ya lights I do my dirt all by my lonely and I got the heart to fight So please, refrain from hatin' before I turn out ya lights Ain't no hesitation, I got the guns to fight So please, refrain from hatin' before I turn out ya lights