| Song | Hear The Song - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Freeway |
| Album | Philadelphia Freeway |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Pridgen, West | |
| State Property | |
| MusicUh, holla, uh, yeah | |
| When you hear the song(Feel me) | |
| Will you cry?(Uh, it's all real, baby)' | |
| Cause you know you wrong(You know you wrong) | |
| Will you cry? | |
| Will you cry?(Holla) | |
| Yo, say hello(Sup) | |
| To Mr. Ain't gon' be shit | |
| Get a job, get your kids somethin' for | |
| EasterKnowin' | |
| I just came home ain't got nothin' to eat with | |
| Bitch, outta line | |
| Hoe been drove me outta my mind | |
| She like, | |
| I shoulda knew before | |
| I lay down and slept with him(Slept with him) | |
| Now she wish that she could sleep with him(Sleep with him) | |
| Take a stroll with him | |
| Wanna creep with him(With him) | |
| Roll with him(With him) | |
| And turn to a freak on him | |
| Ain't have no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him | |
| Creped on him but | |
| I'm a boss, baby, you crossed the line | |
| No orders go rock to hit all your girls | |
| From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin' | |
| Killin' the world, holla | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry?(Make you won't cry, don't it)' | |
| Cause you know you wrong(It's all good, baby, don't even worry about it) | |
| Will you cry? | |
| When you hear the song(Life goes on ya know) | |
| Will you cry?(But I got some others issues, the address, but it ain't about you)' | |
| Cause you know you wrong(Uhhh) | |
| Will you cry? | |
| I ain't big but scrap you dead wrong | |
| Y'all coulda scrapped it out | |
| He was never known for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome | |
| He was known for shootin' the hoops up | |
| Little hustle nigga grind(Grind) | |
| To get his jeans and boots up | |
| At the summer league, game | |
| D, game rough | |
| And the summer heat had y'all niggas feelin' like y'all so damn tough | |
| Wrong words, couple of shoves, park full of hoes | |
| Had his hands all in your mug | |
| How could you roll with pride in your way? | |
| You drove with your .38 to the place where he stay | |
| Said, say hi to the pearly gates and scrolls | |
| Now I pop beers, reminisce with your bro | |
| You can't make it to the show | |
| And niggas make it to the jail, shed a tear | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry?(It's ****ed up, man)' | |
| Cause you know you wrong(How you go out then you locked up) | |
| Will you cry?(How you run around a lie) | |
| When you hear the song(Can you dig?) | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you're wrong(But I got one more person to address) | |
| Will you cry?(I ain't forget about you ol' girl, I remember) | |
| Oh, lookWho could it be, | |
| Ms. LeeYou know this nigga ain't kiddin' | |
| Think harder, | |
| Freeway L. | |
| PridgenShit you used to tell me, make me wanna work harder | |
| At gettin' crack spots, sent me to prison | |
| Said I'm never gonna be a thang | |
| So I listened and skipped school | |
| Had them thing distributed | |
| **** class, on the block all day | |
| My science was choppin', baggin', dividin', addin', the math | |
| How my teacher gonna tell me | |
| I'm dumbHad me feelin' like a sore thumb | |
| Clown of the class(Uh) | |
| I got graded, most hated with guns | |
| But now I made it to the life, couldn't make it to the class | |
| If this nigga chew your ear, that's an, oh, for you to hear | |
| Kiss my ass | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you're wrong(You know you wrong) | |
| Will you cry? | |
| When you hear the song(Feel me) | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you wrong | |
| Will you cry? | |
| This is dedicated to all, all the mother****er out there | |
| You, you, and you mother****er who did something wrong | |
| All y'all niggas out there what else y'all gon' do something(The ignorants) | |
| Or there is something wrong right now | |
| You know you wrong(Don't you cry) |
| zuo qu : Pridgen, West | |
| State Property | |
| MusicUh, holla, uh, yeah | |
| When you hear the song Feel me | |
| Will you cry? Uh, it' s all real, baby' | |
| Cause you know you wrong You know you wrong | |
| Will you cry? | |
| Will you cry? Holla | |
| Yo, say hello Sup | |
| To Mr. Ain' t gon' be shit | |
| Get a job, get your kids somethin' for | |
| EasterKnowin' | |
| I just came home ain' t got nothin' to eat with | |
| Bitch, outta line | |
| Hoe been drove me outta my mind | |
| She like, | |
| I shoulda knew before | |
| I lay down and slept with him Slept with him | |
| Now she wish that she could sleep with him Sleep with him | |
| Take a stroll with him | |
| Wanna creep with him With him | |
| Roll with him With him | |
| And turn to a freak on him | |
| Ain' t have no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him | |
| Creped on him but | |
| I' m a boss, baby, you crossed the line | |
| No orders go rock to hit all your girls | |
| From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin' | |
| Killin' the world, holla | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry? Make you won' t cry, don' t it' | |
| Cause you know you wrong It' s all good, baby, don' t even worry about it | |
| Will you cry? | |
| When you hear the song Life goes on ya know | |
| Will you cry? But I got some others issues, the address, but it ain' t about you' | |
| Cause you know you wrong Uhhh | |
| Will you cry? | |
| I ain' t big but scrap you dead wrong | |
| Y' all coulda scrapped it out | |
| He was never known for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome | |
| He was known for shootin' the hoops up | |
| Little hustle nigga grind Grind | |
| To get his jeans and boots up | |
| At the summer league, game | |
| D, game rough | |
| And the summer heat had y' all niggas feelin' like y' all so damn tough | |
| Wrong words, couple of shoves, park full of hoes | |
| Had his hands all in your mug | |
| How could you roll with pride in your way? | |
| You drove with your . 38 to the place where he stay | |
| Said, say hi to the pearly gates and scrolls | |
| Now I pop beers, reminisce with your bro | |
| You can' t make it to the show | |
| And niggas make it to the jail, shed a tear | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry? It' s ed up, man' | |
| Cause you know you wrong How you go out then you locked up | |
| Will you cry? How you run around a lie | |
| When you hear the song Can you dig? | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you' re wrong But I got one more person to address | |
| Will you cry? I ain' t forget about you ol' girl, I remember | |
| Oh, lookWho could it be, | |
| Ms. LeeYou know this nigga ain' t kiddin' | |
| Think harder, | |
| Freeway L. | |
| PridgenShit you used to tell me, make me wanna work harder | |
| At gettin' crack spots, sent me to prison | |
| Said I' m never gonna be a thang | |
| So I listened and skipped school | |
| Had them thing distributed | |
| class, on the block all day | |
| My science was choppin', baggin', dividin', addin', the math | |
| How my teacher gonna tell me | |
| I' m dumbHad me feelin' like a sore thumb | |
| Clown of the class Uh | |
| I got graded, most hated with guns | |
| But now I made it to the life, couldn' t make it to the class | |
| If this nigga chew your ear, that' s an, oh, for you to hear | |
| Kiss my ass | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you' re wrong You know you wrong | |
| Will you cry? | |
| When you hear the song Feel me | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you wrong | |
| Will you cry? | |
| This is dedicated to all, all the mother er out there | |
| You, you, and you mother er who did something wrong | |
| All y' all niggas out there what else y' all gon' do something The ignorants | |
| Or there is something wrong right now | |
| You know you wrong Don' t you cry |
| zuò qǔ : Pridgen, West | |
| State Property | |
| MusicUh, holla, uh, yeah | |
| When you hear the song Feel me | |
| Will you cry? Uh, it' s all real, baby' | |
| Cause you know you wrong You know you wrong | |
| Will you cry? | |
| Will you cry? Holla | |
| Yo, say hello Sup | |
| To Mr. Ain' t gon' be shit | |
| Get a job, get your kids somethin' for | |
| EasterKnowin' | |
| I just came home ain' t got nothin' to eat with | |
| Bitch, outta line | |
| Hoe been drove me outta my mind | |
| She like, | |
| I shoulda knew before | |
| I lay down and slept with him Slept with him | |
| Now she wish that she could sleep with him Sleep with him | |
| Take a stroll with him | |
| Wanna creep with him With him | |
| Roll with him With him | |
| And turn to a freak on him | |
| Ain' t have no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him | |
| Creped on him but | |
| I' m a boss, baby, you crossed the line | |
| No orders go rock to hit all your girls | |
| From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin' | |
| Killin' the world, holla | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry? Make you won' t cry, don' t it' | |
| Cause you know you wrong It' s all good, baby, don' t even worry about it | |
| Will you cry? | |
| When you hear the song Life goes on ya know | |
| Will you cry? But I got some others issues, the address, but it ain' t about you' | |
| Cause you know you wrong Uhhh | |
| Will you cry? | |
| I ain' t big but scrap you dead wrong | |
| Y' all coulda scrapped it out | |
| He was never known for shootin' the toola packin' the chrome | |
| He was known for shootin' the hoops up | |
| Little hustle nigga grind Grind | |
| To get his jeans and boots up | |
| At the summer league, game | |
| D, game rough | |
| And the summer heat had y' all niggas feelin' like y' all so damn tough | |
| Wrong words, couple of shoves, park full of hoes | |
| Had his hands all in your mug | |
| How could you roll with pride in your way? | |
| You drove with your . 38 to the place where he stay | |
| Said, say hi to the pearly gates and scrolls | |
| Now I pop beers, reminisce with your bro | |
| You can' t make it to the show | |
| And niggas make it to the jail, shed a tear | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry? It' s ed up, man' | |
| Cause you know you wrong How you go out then you locked up | |
| Will you cry? How you run around a lie | |
| When you hear the song Can you dig? | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you' re wrong But I got one more person to address | |
| Will you cry? I ain' t forget about you ol' girl, I remember | |
| Oh, lookWho could it be, | |
| Ms. LeeYou know this nigga ain' t kiddin' | |
| Think harder, | |
| Freeway L. | |
| PridgenShit you used to tell me, make me wanna work harder | |
| At gettin' crack spots, sent me to prison | |
| Said I' m never gonna be a thang | |
| So I listened and skipped school | |
| Had them thing distributed | |
| class, on the block all day | |
| My science was choppin', baggin', dividin', addin', the math | |
| How my teacher gonna tell me | |
| I' m dumbHad me feelin' like a sore thumb | |
| Clown of the class Uh | |
| I got graded, most hated with guns | |
| But now I made it to the life, couldn' t make it to the class | |
| If this nigga chew your ear, that' s an, oh, for you to hear | |
| Kiss my ass | |
| When you hear the song | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you' re wrong You know you wrong | |
| Will you cry? | |
| When you hear the song Feel me | |
| Will you cry?' | |
| Cause you know you wrong | |
| Will you cry? | |
| This is dedicated to all, all the mother er out there | |
| You, you, and you mother er who did something wrong | |
| All y' all niggas out there what else y' all gon' do something The ignorants | |
| Or there is something wrong right now | |
| You know you wrong Don' t you cry |