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[Freeway]
Society Hill in this mother fucka Young Roc-A-Fella, North Philly in South Philly in, West Philly in Free fill em in [Chorus - Freeway] Now if you down with street niggas nigga (Thats that shit!) And you run with weight holders homie (Thats that shit!) Now if you down with street niggas And you run with weight holders And you tryin to eat come to Society Hill! Now if you down with street bitches bitches (Thats that shit!) And you run with work holders hunnie (Thats that shit!) Now if you down with street bitches And you run with work holders And you tryin to eat come to Society Hill! [Verse 1 - Tommy] A`yo I do this for my criminal mind Street mind rhyme niggas Jewels to blind All cops y`all stop weed, cop killers All day, gun play, every mother fuckin way bullets sway .45`s, four nines, four at a time Forty ways to spit my muther fuckin rhymes One of a kind, fuck what you heard I`m swervin off the curb Since Wally was kick them birds Now after midnight, yeah thats that shit I hustle for my cash and I rap for the fuck of it Ride until the gas low Shoot one out the mass yo I`m the mother fuckin young Fidel Castro So um spread the news Pass the guns and move I come in twos I`m buyin out bars and booze Are you scared? I ain`t scared I was born to lose I hit you wit some shit take you outta your shoes [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Tommy] Yo this for my Vacant Lot niggas My Saint Lunatics My bad country bitches in Memphis who love to suck this dick Me and my niggas in the East coast Fuck West coast weed, sour dough green Gang homies call me padre I get my prize the hard way, Richard Allen mob way You can say I get my shit the god way Six hundred Dre way, every day all day Tommy butters like eighty eight money money But he kept goin like the Energizer Bunny Mad niggas done took hits from me Took beats from me but you can`t take the streets from me I`m from your block and you still don`t love me Still wanna kill me, still wanna slug me Me and Bank gotta still run this company Keep niggas bleedin like women on they monthly [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Freeway] That shit you heard ain`t do me justice Got a death wish The shit I pack put wholes through your Lexus Got a tek clip, respect it The turnpike bully, earn strikes move yay Through your turnpike early, all night all day No way would you catch me with my guard down and my feet up Nigga I`m vest down and my heat up, expect it! Me and Hill, wreckless, North Philly dons Still drop bombs after the bomb We still flame at after the plane crash My name last after I`m gone Used to pack ish tracks no ad libs Move wax, count stacks when I`m gone Try to touch mine, snatch kids, dawg the fact is I dump quicker than any gun spitter or any nigga thats tryin to bust they gat because my guns quicker Its the Roc niggas, and I rock niggas Its the Roc bitches, and I got bitches [Chorus]
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