call me all night cause u can't get it up On my neck, on my wrist Everything is blitted up Drinkin' bottles of that Clique till I spit it up Only gettin' one life
you but they ain't question me yet, I'm thinking the police ain't find a thing, (Yup) Standing on the side of the freeway, wishing they would just hurry
cold Communication breakdown Emotional overload Been through a wall of fire Now I feel like the ashes glow Ashes glow Cars passing on the freeway My
a business And I'm sitting on some millions Missing Thanksgivings, got the bank flippin' You don't understand my reality is different Addicted to this life yet life
I try to take it easy, man And just go with the flow But sometimes things can get a little bit Out of control Well, my old man worked his whole life
hit the freeway) I don't ever wanna see you again You didn't do me right, so So long, goodbye, goodbye (So hit the freeway) Maybe in some other life
dough and he betta be street We like Dem boys up top from the BK (BK) Know how to flip that money three ways (Three ways) Always ridin' big on the freeway (Freeway
that rap I put Oakland, California on the map It's so hard, got you telling lies Can't hold me back so you say I died It's incredible, I came back to life
hurry-up Paid the man, and put a lil' somethin' in the tip-cup Then off goes my pager - It's one of my boys! Oh yeah, what a life-saver! But then it
Maybe life is like a ride on a freeway Dodging bullets while you're trying to find your way Everyone's around, but no one does a damn thing It brings
' up dust But now I'm labelled as a trouble maker who can you blame? Smokin' weed helped me take away the pain So I'm hopeless Rollin' down the freeway
All we got is each other So let's go Thinkin maybe you should stay a while for the night Girl, maybe you should stay a while spend your life cause i don
thought bitches I mean this shit is Fred Hampton on your campus You can't resist his Hi Power Throw your hands up for Hi Power Thug life, thug life!!!
never marry Robin Givens Mice'll run all over bitches, so we call them bitches cheeseheads Lambeau leap in that pussy like in Green Bay Lambo' suite look like sugar on the freeway
! If you sell drugs in the school zone Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got, guns! They givin' out life like by the
, blowin out the bubble Tints ain't legal, I ain't ordinary people Porn star hands, she gon' suck it like a sequel Life without dreamin' is a life without
lights, I'm sideways Thug Life motherfucker crime, pays! Let the cops put they lights on, chase me nigga Zig zaggin through the freeway, race me nigga
New Beanie Sigel, Freeway Don't get scurred Fat shout, Beat Street 1, 2, Sigel comin' for you 3, 4, I'm 'bout to kick in your door 5, 6, man, I want