Um uh um uh here we go now
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(Hook) Repeat
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It's because I'm all on my own, now
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You can leave him out hear alone, now
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Ya'll need to really watch ya'll tone
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Now you see the chrome
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Im a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya
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(Verse 1)
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It's Freeway all by myself
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I'm in da place all on my own
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In da club wit the chrome
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While ya'll nigga's gotta leave it at home
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Ya'll haters better leave it alone
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Before you meet wit ya DEATH
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Back up off me
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Put ya keys in the ig-nition
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Start the rolling gap, scrap, befoere I calp
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Bang out like a western
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Found out where you live at
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Pay ya spot a visit
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Listen
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Free to frosty, back up off me
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Before you get bury
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Carry the mover
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Extra rounds to get the clowns up of me
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Ya'll act scary, You act like losers, check, check
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State Prop in ya neighborhood
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Roc in ya spot, spot roc when you let us in
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Free got things locked in ya neighborhood
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Roc's on ya block, Free servin they medicine
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(Hook) Repeat
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(Verse 2)
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Roof less like a shot from a cannon
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Free is in affect and will stayin datein
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Yall, baby momas should have warned you
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Cause they seen it on the bed
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when she came over the crib
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Now they don't really wanna get the k involed
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Cause we are gonna put this thang to ya head
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The whole click pull chicks don't brag
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Tell em freeway sad if it ain't bout head
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Go head, you think its bout change go change
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Put on ya shit(uh-huh), hop in a cab (yeah)
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Meanwhile free stuck in a lab
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Earning my grip, youngin's huggin' the strip
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Freeway move rhymes like dimes move hits like nicks
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On ya mind like all the time
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On ya station like heavy rotation
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Used to be on my grind like on the line
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(Hook) Repeat
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(Verse 3)
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Bee Bop at the Roc we don't stop
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Boom Boom Tang my gang we move thangs
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And I put up the Range, the hoopty flow through ya block
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Ice cover my watch ya eyes stuck on the change
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What you thought its the Roc
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Wit my people from St. Lou
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Jack Frost, Jack Frost
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Up in the bang-o, the wrist froze
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Grip O's
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Roc-a-Fella pitbull snatch every bitch on ya block
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Yall prick need to back up off me
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Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice
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Whats ya order slugs on the menu
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Shut the shop down on purpose, work this
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Four-fifth like I'm runin' for prez
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I peel lead have you runin' from shots
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Go tell ya block ya block start wit the kid
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Kid kidnap ya pops
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(Hook) Repeat
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Shit back up off me
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Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice
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Whats ya order slugs on the menu
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Shut the shop down on purpose, work this
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Back up off me
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Keep ya distance, cause my smithin on seveice
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Whats ya order slugs on the menu
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Shut the shop down on purpose, work this ho
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(Repeat till fade)
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Ho, and another one
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ho and another one ho and another one
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On My Own
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Freeway |