Текст песни Freeway f Allen Anthony - Alright
Freeway f Allen Anthony - Alright слова песни
(Freeway)State Property, Roc-a-fella RecordsThis that feeling music you knowWe make that music you can feel Early"Just Blaze"[Verse 1: Freeway]I went from the ghetto to the ghetto and I`m back againAnd we doing it back and forth roll with a gang of thugsMy burner my hood passport fresh from the airport I`m back againAnd I clap your men; I`m from a block where niggas might blast your popsNo chance ambulance can`t save your kin; smoke reefer burn reeferChill in my spot instead of making selat drink liters of ginI`m drunk again I`m high again I just might fly a kiteTo my niggas up state knocked off in the penThey booked in a jail; I`m booking a flightIt`s fucked up last year we was all on the blockThis can`t be life this can`t be loveThey roll with a whack; I roll with a snubWe all in a fight[Chorus: Allen Anthony] + (Freeway overlapping the chorus)Alright, (woo) baby don`t you cry (ugh)Alright, (tell em) everything`s gon be alrightAlright, (woo) I know we can make it through thisAlright, (tell em)don`t let go hold on tight (ugh)Alright, Alright, Alright[Verse 2: Freeway] + (Allen Anthony)Baby don`t you cryEvery thing gon be alright all night, Free is on his job let the music playAnd I ain`t come to hurt nobody tonightBut if a dude get out of line put him back in techMust be out his mind let the ruger sprayClap until we alright all out of dodge (alright)That`s right crush the club tonight with a watch on the Robb Report (sweet)Check on the war report; check on the stores we bought (yeah)Check on the kids and shitHope everything`s alright all night cause all day pop in the mixI might pop rock stars pop up on your stripFree pop out hits get paid for my thoughts and that`s alrightAnd my label the shit[Chorus: Allen Anthony] + (Freeway overlapping the chorus)Alright (And you hating the click)Baby don`t you cry (woo)Alright, (tell em) everything`s gon be alrightAlright, (woo) I know we can make it through this (tell em)Alright, (geah) don`t let go hold on tightAlright, (woo) Alright, (geah) Alright[Verse 3: Freeway] + (Allen Anthony)I came from the hood and I`m bringing the hood with me(And don`t you worry about a thing)It ain`t a thing I`m bringing them things with me scrapAnd I take em around the globe travel around the globeBeen to Paris and back againFree fall back get stacks with a penStill move like a king pen clapping you forwardI went from gat in the tuxSnatching your gold to platinum and gold plaques on the tuckSame shit different line up work gat and a techI might get with Mac and act up in a BentWe came a long way from a pack and tech(We got to reach for something better) geah[Chorus: Allen Anthony] + (Freeway overlapping the chorus)Alright, (woo)[hey oh oh baby] (geah)Alright, (woo) everything`s gon be alright for you and me (geah)Alright, (right geah) [come on] (ugh it`s the Roc)Alright, (it`s the Roc)[alright hey hey hey yeah] (geah)Alright, (geah) Alright,[oh oh oh yeah] (geah) Alright, (holla)[All my homeboys out there dying] (Tell em)(woo) hey this world`s a crazy place (geah)oh (geah) why didn`t I find my (yes) place[alright alright] (clap clap clap clap) (holla)Alright (geah) [alright]Alright [alright], Alright [yeah], Alright [oh lord](Freeway)Young Free, Allen Anthony, The Roc is definitely in the buildingWoo, geah, geah woop woop geah clap clap clap clap clap woo woo woo