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Freeway Alright
State Property, Roc-a-fella Records This that feeling, music you know We make that music you can feel early Just blaze I went from the ghetto to the ghetto and I'm back again And we doing it back and forth, roll with a gang of thugs My burner, my hood, passport fresh from the airport, I'm back again And I clap your men I'm from a block where niggas might blast your pops No chance, ambulance can't save your kin, smoke reefer burn reefer Chill in my spot instead of making Selat, drink liters of gin I'm drunk again, I'm high again, I just might fly a kite To my niggas up state knocked off in the pen They booked in a jail, I'm booking a flight It's fucked up last year, we was all on the block This can't be life, this can't be love They roll with a whack, I roll with a snub We all in a fight Alright, baby, don't you cry Alright, everything's gon' be alright (Tell 'em) Alright, I know we can make it through this Alright, don't let go, hold on tight (Tell 'em) Alright, alright, alright Baby, don't you cry, everything gon' be alright all night Free is on his job, let the music play And I ain't come to hurt nobody tonight But if a dude get out of line, put him back in tech Must be out his mind let the ruger spray Clap 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 shit Hope everything's alright all night 'cause all day pop in the mix I might pop rock stars, pop up on your strip Free pop out hits, get paid for my thoughts and that's alright And my label, the shit Alright (And you hating the click) Baby, don't you cry Alright, everything's gon' be alright (Tell 'em) 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Alright, I know we can make it through this (Tell 'em) Alright, don't let go, hold on tight (Geah) Alright, alright, alright (Geah) 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 scrap And I take 'em around the globe, travel around the globe Been to Paris and back again Free fall back get stacks with a pen Still move like a kingpin, clapping you forward I went from gat in the tux Snatching your gold to platinum and gold plaques on the tuck Same shit, different line up, work gat and a tech I might get with Mac and act up in a Bent We came a long way from a pack and tech (We got to reach for something better) Geah Alright, (Hey, baby, geah) Alright, everything's gon' be alright for you and alright (Right, geah, come on, it's the Roc) Alright (It's the Roc, alright, hey, hey, hey, yeah, geah) Alright, alright, alright (Geah, yeah, holla) All my homeboys out there dying (Tell 'em) Hey, this world's a crazy place (Geah) Oh why didn't I find my place? (Geah, yes) Alright, alright (Clap, clap, clap, clap, holla) Alright, alright (Geah) Alright, alright, alright (Alright, yeah, oh, Lord) Young Free, Allen Anthony The Roc is definitely in the building Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap
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