| 作曲 : Lyon, Pridgen, Roberts ... | |
| (feat. Rick Ross, Dre) | |
| [Verse 1: Freeway] | |
| Hit it | |
| Young Philly from the block y'all rockstars | |
| This is criminal opera I got y'all | |
| 60 niggas willin to pop y'all or rock y'all | |
| Freezer cruise the city in a hot car sports car | |
| Cleveland today Atlanta tomarrow | |
| Free will never be soft cause the hood is in me | |
| They say it will be here today gone tomorrow | |
| But I'm still standin strong cause the hood is with me (hit me) | |
| Yes! before this rap thing cracked off | |
| I was somewhere gettin a pack off that's all | |
| Now I'm gettin my raps off that's all | |
| Shuttin down colliseums like NASA asshole (Freezy where you been) | |
| I took four years off | |
| I went to Mecca paid respect and | |
| Earned some checks for the road | |
| Be the man that cut the check so please respect Young Hov | |
| Before I hit y'all with the tech | |
| And turn ya lights down low | |
| Woah! | |
| [Chorus: Dre & Freeway] | |
| Lights get low (Low) | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol (I got to hustle I got to grind) | |
| (I got to hustle I got to grind) | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... | |
| [Verse 2: Rick Ross] | |
| Born with the murder one | |
| We got the hood burning up | |
| Yea this what you want | |
| My niggas know to turn it up | |
| The white be with my city yea for me to run | |
| You standin in a pool of blood | |
| Youngin shoulda seen the sun | |
| What you want to do tell me what you want to move | |
| A good week for me another man a month or two | |
| I'm into blowing and laying you niggas low | |
| The feds tappin out and they fucking with figure fours | |
| I don't wanna wrestle I wet em and then they froze | |
| Me and Free hit every freeway around the globe | |
| If she with me just know that she throw stacks | |
| A quarter stick of dynamite off in that whole back | |
| She the bomb | |
| I'm the boss | |
| Maybach that's my flying sauce | |
| Count a mill with me shawty because you need to ride | |
| You watch it freeze up you will see in time | |
| [Chorus: Dre & Freeway] | |
| Lights get low (Low) | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol (I got to hustle I got to grind) | |
| (I got to hustle I got to grind) | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... | |
| [Verse 3: Freeway] | |
| Y'all rappers perpetrating | |
| Free motivateing | |
| Put bones together like I'm the great lakes | |
| Then use my dome acheing | |
| I'm so patient | |
| Struggling between my music and moving weight and | |
| I can move a crate in | |
| Less than an hour | |
| And make hit in the same hour | |
| It's so amazing | |
| Matter fact free so hood | |
| That I still hit the kinks | |
| For three weeks I'm cool with asians | |
| Nigga come at me going to lose | |
| You need to fire them dudes | |
| Who hike them up through his agent | |
| Me & Cool & Dre will give you abrasions | |
| Hit his chest because his hustle so soft | |
| Don't make me go off | |
| Treat this town like the brightest star | |
| Grinds in the east the south an the west | |
| If a nigga got beef I'm a put it to rest | |
| God bless us when I tell him | |
| That I leave him deceased | |
| Now peep holla | |
| [Chorus: Dre & Freeway] | |
| Lights get low (Low) | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol (I got to hustle I got to grind) | |
| (I got to hustle I got to grind) | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... |
| zuo qu : Lyon, Pridgen, Roberts ... | |
| feat. Rick Ross, Dre | |
| Verse 1: Freeway | |
| Hit it | |
| Young Philly from the block y' all rockstars | |
| This is criminal opera I got y' all | |
| 60 niggas willin to pop y' all or rock y' all | |
| Freezer cruise the city in a hot car sports car | |
| Cleveland today Atlanta tomarrow | |
| Free will never be soft cause the hood is in me | |
| They say it will be here today gone tomorrow | |
| But I' m still standin strong cause the hood is with me hit me | |
| Yes! before this rap thing cracked off | |
| I was somewhere gettin a pack off that' s all | |
| Now I' m gettin my raps off that' s all | |
| Shuttin down colliseums like NASA asshole Freezy where you been | |
| I took four years off | |
| I went to Mecca paid respect and | |
| Earned some checks for the road | |
| Be the man that cut the check so please respect Young Hov | |
| Before I hit y' all with the tech | |
| And turn ya lights down low | |
| Woah! | |
| Chorus: Dre Freeway | |
| Lights get low Low | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... | |
| Verse 2: Rick Ross | |
| Born with the murder one | |
| We got the hood burning up | |
| Yea this what you want | |
| My niggas know to turn it up | |
| The white be with my city yea for me to run | |
| You standin in a pool of blood | |
| Youngin shoulda seen the sun | |
| What you want to do tell me what you want to move | |
| A good week for me another man a month or two | |
| I' m into blowing and laying you niggas low | |
| The feds tappin out and they fucking with figure fours | |
| I don' t wanna wrestle I wet em and then they froze | |
| Me and Free hit every freeway around the globe | |
| If she with me just know that she throw stacks | |
| A quarter stick of dynamite off in that whole back | |
| She the bomb | |
| I' m the boss | |
| Maybach that' s my flying sauce | |
| Count a mill with me shawty because you need to ride | |
| You watch it freeze up you will see in time | |
| Chorus: Dre Freeway | |
| Lights get low Low | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... | |
| Verse 3: Freeway | |
| Y' all rappers perpetrating | |
| Free motivateing | |
| Put bones together like I' m the great lakes | |
| Then use my dome acheing | |
| I' m so patient | |
| Struggling between my music and moving weight and | |
| I can move a crate in | |
| Less than an hour | |
| And make hit in the same hour | |
| It' s so amazing | |
| Matter fact free so hood | |
| That I still hit the kinks | |
| For three weeks I' m cool with asians | |
| Nigga come at me going to lose | |
| You need to fire them dudes | |
| Who hike them up through his agent | |
| Me Cool Dre will give you abrasions | |
| Hit his chest because his hustle so soft | |
| Don' t make me go off | |
| Treat this town like the brightest star | |
| Grinds in the east the south an the west | |
| If a nigga got beef I' m a put it to rest | |
| God bless us when I tell him | |
| That I leave him deceased | |
| Now peep holla | |
| Chorus: Dre Freeway | |
| Lights get low Low | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... |
| zuò qǔ : Lyon, Pridgen, Roberts ... | |
| feat. Rick Ross, Dre | |
| Verse 1: Freeway | |
| Hit it | |
| Young Philly from the block y' all rockstars | |
| This is criminal opera I got y' all | |
| 60 niggas willin to pop y' all or rock y' all | |
| Freezer cruise the city in a hot car sports car | |
| Cleveland today Atlanta tomarrow | |
| Free will never be soft cause the hood is in me | |
| They say it will be here today gone tomorrow | |
| But I' m still standin strong cause the hood is with me hit me | |
| Yes! before this rap thing cracked off | |
| I was somewhere gettin a pack off that' s all | |
| Now I' m gettin my raps off that' s all | |
| Shuttin down colliseums like NASA asshole Freezy where you been | |
| I took four years off | |
| I went to Mecca paid respect and | |
| Earned some checks for the road | |
| Be the man that cut the check so please respect Young Hov | |
| Before I hit y' all with the tech | |
| And turn ya lights down low | |
| Woah! | |
| Chorus: Dre Freeway | |
| Lights get low Low | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... | |
| Verse 2: Rick Ross | |
| Born with the murder one | |
| We got the hood burning up | |
| Yea this what you want | |
| My niggas know to turn it up | |
| The white be with my city yea for me to run | |
| You standin in a pool of blood | |
| Youngin shoulda seen the sun | |
| What you want to do tell me what you want to move | |
| A good week for me another man a month or two | |
| I' m into blowing and laying you niggas low | |
| The feds tappin out and they fucking with figure fours | |
| I don' t wanna wrestle I wet em and then they froze | |
| Me and Free hit every freeway around the globe | |
| If she with me just know that she throw stacks | |
| A quarter stick of dynamite off in that whole back | |
| She the bomb | |
| I' m the boss | |
| Maybach that' s my flying sauce | |
| Count a mill with me shawty because you need to ride | |
| You watch it freeze up you will see in time | |
| Chorus: Dre Freeway | |
| Lights get low Low | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... | |
| Verse 3: Freeway | |
| Y' all rappers perpetrating | |
| Free motivateing | |
| Put bones together like I' m the great lakes | |
| Then use my dome acheing | |
| I' m so patient | |
| Struggling between my music and moving weight and | |
| I can move a crate in | |
| Less than an hour | |
| And make hit in the same hour | |
| It' s so amazing | |
| Matter fact free so hood | |
| That I still hit the kinks | |
| For three weeks I' m cool with asians | |
| Nigga come at me going to lose | |
| You need to fire them dudes | |
| Who hike them up through his agent | |
| Me Cool Dre will give you abrasions | |
| Hit his chest because his hustle so soft | |
| Don' t make me go off | |
| Treat this town like the brightest star | |
| Grinds in the east the south an the west | |
| If a nigga got beef I' m a put it to rest | |
| God bless us when I tell him | |
| That I leave him deceased | |
| Now peep holla | |
| Chorus: Dre Freeway | |
| Lights get low Low | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total control | |
| Trol trol trol I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| I got to hustle I got to grind | |
| Let the music take total | |
| The music take total con... |