[Chorus 2X: sample] I know you'll say one thing, I know you'll say one thing And then do something else, and then do something else [Freeway] Ok, oh,
. Raekwon) [Chorus 2X: sample] I know you'll say one thing, I know you'll say one thing And then do something else, and then do something else [Freeway
mirror by the cord, no G by the zip My old lady by my side and my chrome on my hip We hit the freeway, flyin' twenty-one in the front Cheatin' death but
' it up, we say To all my bitches that be givin' it up, ah C'mon Baby, you're such a typical, everyday, one night thing It's a physical, I'ma fuck, you tonight thing
right here) right here (right here) Stuck right here in the middle of this... Traffic Jam I haven't moved one inch from this here spot Traffic Jam The freeway's one
say my music is my best friend my confidant I love the way we live as one together we the perfect bond. Me and my radio doin' 90 on the freeway knowin
informer I am a hustler, I am a gangster We nah informer Bitch nigga, you catch a dead man walking One foot is inside of a grave The other one is in
about to turn up the knob. To High Powered! [Chorus:] [Verse 3:] Bitch nigga you catch a dead man walking. One foot is inside of a grave. The other one
On my neck, on my wrist Everything is blitted up Drinkin' bottles of that Clique till I spit it up Only gettin' one life so u gotta live it up If you in the things
to your tune no more, don't move too fast, baby, move it slow... Cuz one day in here, baby... Next thing you know, Next thing you know, everything you
car ?Cause I got some nine millimeter muscle In case things go too far You know I try to take it easy, man And just go with the flow But sometimes things
no one knows how crazy love I'll ask you again All I can say Take away my lonely one (Take away) Nothin' else can be done (So hit the freeway) I don
dough and he betta be street We like Dem boys up top from the BK (BK) Know how to flip that money three ways (Three ways) Always ridin' big on the freeway (Freeway
not a reincarnation of something old Like King Tut I was buried in gold Why you wanna cry when I'm still living? Word got out and the rumors started spreading My momma, called one
guys with loot [Check-check-check-check it out!] 'Cause nothin' better than spendin' cash And catchin' girls in them dukes [True dat, true dat, true dat!] But one thing
All my homies who make chips like I do This one's for you, ditty dum ditty doo Do I like it? Yes. Do I mean it? No Let me hook this double thing up real
