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Freeway Philadelphia Freeway

up, laugh about it I'm not tryin' to visit the morgue But Freeway move out 'til I sit with the Lord 'Til I get my shit together, clean up my sins Freeway

blow la-la Flipside, and she my baby mama Get wild, okay Freeway got the hood on smash Pop in tape, step on gas and get ghost nigga Freeway got the

-shift To the wreck-shift, then I got the click up raw Hatin' niggas get shot up in liquor stores Beat, strapped and tied up with extension cords, holla Freeway

Thank you ladies and gentlemen Hold your applause, yeah, holla It's bout to go down, shut 'em down Just Blaze, Freeway, Young Chris, Young Guru The Roc

Tell me when I get too crazy And fall in love again And fall in love again Maybe it?s the way you kiss me I?ll never be the same I?ll never be the same

Freeway] State Property, Roc-a-fella Records This that feeling music you know We make that music you can feel Early "Just Blaze" [Verse 1: Freeway]

and she my baby mama Get wild! Okay [Freeway] Freeway got the hood on smash Pop in tape, step on gas and get ghost nigga! Freeway got the club on lock

, then I got the click up raw (Yeah!) Hatin' niggas get shot up in liquor stores Beat, strapped and tied up with extension cords Holla [Chorus - Freeway] Freeway

(feat. Beanie Sigel)