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Freeway f Faith Evans

Don`t Cross the Line

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Текст песни Freeway f Faith Evans - Don`t Cross the Line

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[Freeway]The name F-R-Double the EThe gat hack, are, end where the cops`ll clipBack, flip, hands spring semi your VYou callin` all, and run to the copsDon`t make me wet y`all, with what`s under the t-shirtThe heat hurt, blew off ya front porch, your backyardYa`ll niggaz like dicks, pauseThick jaws, act hard, so they keep squirtingI move work often, like when New York couldn`t beat BostonControllin` the nets, I float on ya blockHop out, post up, move rocks oftenShut the shot down, pass it to ChrisIf your boss got twelve on the neck, ten in the armAnd my gat at the end of my arms, hittin` the clip prickFlippin` ya vet, causin` you harm, niggaYa`ll need a place of respect, we runnin` shit[Chorus: Faith Evans]The name F-R-Double the E, tell `emDon`t really wanna cross the line andI don`t wanna have to tell ya twice, andTrick, R-O-C bring trouble your wayW-A-to the Y, tell `emLean back, don`t slow upFreeway gets no loveTrick, R-O-C bring trouble this parts[Freeway]F-R-E, bubble the ride, and in allCame from takin` the trip, stuffin` the ride, yeaI`ma ride it on every of your rideCaught in every broad or market, park it, hop out in deer crewThe heat is on perfect, tuckin` the linin`I`m fine and trynna get some tickets for slidingFreeway`s in full effectAnd all these bitches want some millions just to hear my rhymeAnd I don`t gotta boss `em to give nectarThe boy give check-ups, I get neck, when I don`t askWhen mami`s with the ax, make my baby momma askLook, that`s the crime, and IDon`t wanna force y`all to give checks, uhWithout tax, Freeway shoot ya from ya head to ya toeFrom ya toes to ya neckThat`s what the boy brought, extra large[Chorus][Freeway]Freeway bring trouble to soloistsThe sawed off split, get the fuck outta dodgeKnow this, I came from nothing, so ain`t nothing for my gauge to duckYou punks, get outta line, and I cock back, bloody ya teePull ya top back, drive through at McDonald`sIn front of Ronald, put ya brains on ya Big Mac, makesure the bitch don`t leaveI got a gat and a clip in each sleeveWith boxers, so my dick can breatheBreeze through in the `89, delt with my boys with my whistle on freezeThat`s how you know I got the block on smashAct up, I put your stripper on freezeMe and Sieg`, like Snoop and DazBecause tricks that fuck, couldn`t give me the assAnd they roll up, light up, pass me the trees, come on[Chorus]

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