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