Текст песни Freeway and Neef - Still in Effect
Freeway and Neef - Still in Effect слова песни
[Verse1: Freeway]Yeah uhh uhFreeway flow still in effect I might end up peallin a clipTill the bullets still in the clip, clip still in the teckI might end up stealing you bitchCatch a body hide out in the Jets, Jets jersey with hat to matchSmack you bitch I`m in the club with Mack Jay and DameYou cats better stay in your lane or lay in a ditchCause I`m ridin and my click feeling the same, till its my time to feel the flamesImma chill in the blue flame all in the sixWith my mind on my money and my money on my brainLast thing he know all these hoes ain`t use to know me now they like the boyIll take em to the black door give em the dickshe screaming that she been her beforeIts like the five o`clock traffic jam we in the mixyou in the zone with the ROC bitchIts the Lockness monster of rap boa constrictor of spitters the Nile river of flowsBe with Hova still roll with my niggaz and by the way all my niggaz move bouldersLike Barney rubble any trouble free muffle the gatI`m young and black with a chip on my shoulderIts my first album bout the brothers is back like men in black same city as WillFreeway know for pulling the gat out all ya stacks haters wanna rapPut up ya deal haters I line em up shut em down shut up they trapGo through they act, I one up they back, hit up they willOther than that I`m killing theses tracks earning these stackstrying to turn my vocals to a million[Verse 2: Neef]Hell ya its Neef BuckNuttin change, same ballLost a couple, but ain`t shit I got moreD.U.N.S`s wear your damn vestesP 90 rouge`s tear you the fuck up4 pounds hit you the hell downWe next up (we next)C and Bucky, shit`s bout to get uglyTil` this day, you won`t get nuttin` from meGot? some hot seashells prolly drop you`d tellBefore the cops come we bounce in big ass excursionsHuggin the road, fallin backBlowin the spice with the windows crackedJust another day around the way duckin the lawGot the ozium in the tuck, AC on defrostNuttin sweet with Neef, he ain`t outta controlBack seat of my Jeep, we swingin episodeSS shotgun, let off 21, who want someBust a peggy who got dumb dumbs (pow, pow pow)Fuck you think I come fromYou betta go get one before its too lateFifth quake Put you on your damn skatesWhite sheet, yellow tape,Caution at ??? all bout some rapNever bottle stacksYa man I`m fed up with you catsAnd Bull Bucky`s backFirst quarter, it`s a wrap yes