(Just Blaze)
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Hey yo guru, this Just Blaze, Bleek & Free right?
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So i could get a hook, or verse or sumthin?
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Get that outta here!
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Stick to makin beats...I stick to yo' moms, nigga!
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(Memphis Bleek)
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JUST BLAZE!!!
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Roll up a L, pour glass in that Arme
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Young E's had game since the days of Atari
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Since the youth, I used to shoot her right back to the path
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My day, goin hard, mack the back of the Cab
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Did it all, little robbery, back cart of the G-train
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Hood became a part of me, got a hell of a street game
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Niggas dont want no part of me, Bitches they wana roll up roll out
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Sit in the Ferrari, Breeze through Marcy YUP!
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They know im gangsta in every way YUP!
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I keep it gangsta, tech on me everyday BUT!
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P-Game, how i lean to hit it, dont act right,
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i got to leave these bitches you know!
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I chase bread dog, im after the spread dog
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the least you could do is give a nigga a lil' head dog!
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Parked by marcy, this two door Ferrari
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Cant believe mami deny me POOnani
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But i guess she dont listen to rap, so ima slut her like a ghost in the hole,
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Missing the track HUH!
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And im a P I M P fo' sho rap ROC NYC for short
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(Freeway)
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F R two e's slide through deliver more WHAT!
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ROC PHI for short, por favor
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I twist backwards swereve in the jeep,
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Cheek deep, pick up the chicks, chicks lookin for bleek
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bleek sleep, makin me sick wont answer the phone
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Motorola Two way,you may answer to Freeway!
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I think it's him pagin me now, i hear the back strap
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Where you at? Got a room full of freaks!
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And they tryin' to get right,
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i could smut 'em all night, and get them chickens outta sight
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Pass them hoes, then mack 'em
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G to K, Freeway known for movin the Yay,
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i could get 'em from point A to point G]
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Here's the deal, i stuff 'em in the wheel
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For the right amount of billsm i bring em where you stay
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Y'all HATE freeway, scared when you see the freeway
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But you wanna kill freeway!
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Your girl ride the freeway everyday
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Up and down, Back and forth
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In & out, know every rout
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(chorus)(memphis)
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Where my bitches who stack niggas?
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Fuck wit a nigga like memphis who gettin that paper
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But'll light you up with the jigga man!
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where my bitches at? where my bitches at? Where my real Bitches at, cmon!
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(Freeway)
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And all my niggas who took llamas,murda murda
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heard of a nigga named freeway, from philly to the 'Linas
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where my niggas at? where my niggas at? where my real niggas at cmon!
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VVerse 2 (memphis)
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All day i be smokin, We all my niggas who tokin
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We hit the block with the potent, give 'em a week and they blow it
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You know and you know, theres some ofa's sittin low and my dogs
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know who all of us are, we sit low in the cars
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Aint no bitches wanna roll, they say im doin my thing!
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See its blue in the chain! I was changin my jeans but,
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lil mami is you rollin, you what?, you fucka you suck
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for real im tryin'a see whats up WIT you
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Introduce you to the pimp and the playas
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aint no playin cuz im a gangsta, i dont fuck with them hatas,
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and basic, hatin is the part i Ain't feelin
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ho's wanna fuck, cuz there's shit that im willin
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once they see it, i just fuck up they head,
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and when i bang out in the hood, i just fuck up my bread
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Instead of lead,i save it when i see you face to face
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right now, im fucking wit hoes, they dont gimme face shit!
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Chorus
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Just Blaze, Bleek & Free
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Memphis Bleek |