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Sparks]
I gotta snap on one daddy!!

Crakk]
Oh! Now for me mami...
Just for me mami...

I a little bit
I know the dirty words...

Crakk]
Holla at yo dog!
No benz, No ice, just me in the
the toolie, everything calm and cooly
Got all chicks tryin to screw me
Gimmie the coochie, runnin all down her goochie (woman moans)
Alot since smoke in the crime
Holdin my in the court sayin "Fuck you ya honor!"

Crakk!!

[Peedi
Fitted, fresh, jersey as
Rocafella denim on my black and white shells
In too deep, niggaz got beef
smack you wit the heat, in the middle of the streets
Still, my best wit a fresh white tee
four-pound, two-clips, hollow tips skeet you
So sweet, that I don't lose no
miss no meals, how I eat without no deal
Drink liquor like a pirate tongue, as a sailor
I be in a shirt, fit like it's tailored, whoa!!
Drinkin liquor gettin' brain in my
like a scholor all to your daughter head
Oh I forgot, bigga nigga probably her here
got her drunk, her all the shit a whore wanna hear
I just, em', buck em' wit the lights on
let her know it's nuthin, em' wit my nikes on
Bout to get my flight on, or train
Pardon the name, but Crakk is a part of the game
Far as the change, just bustin' my
Duckin my ex, gettin' up in the Lex
Now how the fuck you get all

[Chrous 2x]
the alarm!
another hater's
oh boy, aye!

the alarm!
when my is firing
back, dump on
you and your

Sparks]
You cocksucker's got in ya blood
Y'all ain't happy that got the cocked desi-eagle in yo mug
I rock, MTV unplugged
let the M-1 rock one of you
I gives a about who catches a slug or who tells
'cause the kid got for bail and if they get out give a fuck who out
pricks still talkin measly, still greasy
the "ROC" is rocked up and out
Y'all sell, and y'all won't be seen like an NFL blackout
my go "Blakow!"
Don't make me put the cocked nine right in of yo eyes
and make fucks cock-eyed...(Woman speaking spanish)
Who the can fuck wit B. Sieg, Free and Omillio?
You boys back up, while the trucks back out
the "ROC" enters the building your best bet is get the fuck out
I bring clappers, get yo boys up, fucker! (R-O-C..) Holla!

2x]

Freeway bust shots, it don't who
can't hug the block if i'm mad at you
turns comin thru that's what my niggaz do
takin' turns inside yo chick that's my click will do
room, Cancun, spanish interview
wit mamacita, Freeway, charmed to you
All, damn day I got some for her
No, way I never got no for her
any day of the week, long-gun tucked every day of the
Freak Nia Long lookin honey about any day of the week
ran thru sleep, got young niggaz willing to grind
on block wit a package of sweet
(Starts singing)
Free not stuck up
See me anywhere, won't get up
keep the heavy-hand, miss that off
toss them underwear, who my balls
come from under
Freeway, a boss don't you wanna
Haters, get don't you understand?
shit spit, be real don't you see guns?
the, ice grill don't you see these dudes?
we from the ghetto, and they don't like our
mami say I'm loco, she don't my attitude (Holla!)

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