Текст песни Freeway - International Hustler
Freeway - International Hustler слова песни
[Verse 1]Now I go from overseas, back to the blockFreeway, mother fucker, from the the, the RocAny day you wanna see my get shot of your stripEverybody wanna be me, get paid off the block flipScripts move and paid off the rappinI`m makin some things happenYou make an attempt to see me then itsClip boom, I`m makin some things matchin, I`m frozeStuffy nose, we bounce wit machinery, ahhChoo, Free sneeze on you faggotsHere the clip drop, reload the semi-automaticGet popped, then we seize keys like trafficBox whip, locksmith, move keys through trafficI`m like Boston, George and BlowPhiladelphia Freeway keep yay from blocks of soapAnd y`all local, we internationalGrip rounds everytime I hit towns[Chorus - Freeway]And I hope y`all hear me in London and FranceI tote wax down there when I ain`t luggin the cannonand in Mecca I`m bowin, in Hawaii I`m landinon an island, smokin and thinkinI hug blocks in the United StatesI cop cribs in Africa, y`all can`t relateI kick box in Bancok, shark in JapanPlay my part, switch vans everytime I hitman [Verse 2]And I, pull dimes everytime I hit manSince I`ma little ludicrous international post dudeAnd I, post up where you can`t get manMake hits with Jigga man, gotta respect dudeMuch respect due, disrespect? you tek foodFeed you to the bullets in front of your STEPSPull it in front of your PETSBrains in their bowl, you pet foodMeanwhile I`m tryin to make MJ movesWhich one? either I foolJordan or Jackson, but until I get the fortune I`m snappinSnatchin, I`ll show you how the meat eyes doGive up weight, when you show em what them heat-ers doNigga wait, don`t be that rudeYou can take weight from anybody if he think that he that dudeRoc-A-Fella nigga, we that crewShake niggas, And1 mixtape niggas, we got moves[Chorus][Verse 3]And the flows SICK damn, manIt`s A Man`s World nigga, sit down you girl niggasThat`s why I bring pounds around you girl niggas`Case I gotta cock it back and clap on mother fucka, whatDon`t need a pound to sound you girl niggasBut the pound`s loud sound`ll drown you motha fucka`s earsYeah, it`s Freeway young scarpperSay my name wrong, I`ll lodge a bullet in your nappy hairYeah, it`s the flow of the decadeStudio, backwoods, `dro and the PepsiDo it the best wayI was thirteen, cockin the tek back, look how the tek sprayNow I dribble down, V-A mother fuckaFor schizlle you`ll see Free my nizzleOh, yeah, don`t forget the Way mother fuckaAny stupid mother fucka in my way gettin crippled[Chorus x2]