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Hear The Song Lyric | Freeway |  |  | PHILADELPHIA FREEWAY |  |
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State Property Music uh, holla, uh...... yeah
[Chorus -
Freeway] When you hear the song (feel me) Will you cry (uh its all
real baby) Cause you know you wrong (you know you wrong) Will you cryyyy
(Holla) will you cry...........
[Verse 1: Freeway] Yo, say
hello (sup) To Mr. Aint gon' be shit Get a job, get your kids somethin'
for easter Knowin’ I just came home aint got nothin to eat with Bitch
outta line - Hoe been drove me outta my mind She like, I shoulda knew
before I lay down and slept with him (slept with him) Now she wish that she
could sleep with him (sleep with him) Take a stroll with him Wanna creep
with him (with him) Roll with him (with him) And turn to a freak on him
Ain’t have no patience with him when the ceilin’ leaked on him Creeped
on him But I’m a boss baby you crossed the line No orders go rock to hit
all your girls From the bed to the tub, bathtub to the ceilin Killin’
the world……..holla!!
[Chorus - Freeway] When you hear the
song, will you cry (make you won't cry, don't it) Cause you know you
wrong (its all good baby, don't even worry about it) Will you cryyyyy
When you hear the song (life goes on ya know) will you cry (but I got
some others issues the address but it ain't about you) Cause you know you
wrong (uhhh) will you cryyyyy
[Verse 2: Freeway] I ain’t
big but scrap you dead wrong Ya’ll coulda scrapped it out He was never
known for shootin’ the toola packin’ the chrome He was known for shootin’
the hoops up Little hustle nigga grind [grind] To get his jeans
and boots up At the summer league game D game rough And the summer heat
had ya’ll niggas feelin’ like ya’ll so damn tough Wrong words, couple of
shoves, park full of hoes Had his hands all in your mug How could you
roll with pride in your way You drove with your .38 to the place where he
stay Said, “say hi to the pearly gates and scrolls.” Now I pop beers
reminisce with your bro You can’t make it to the show And niggas make it
to the jail Shed a tear
[Chorus - Freeway] When you hear
the song Will you cry (its fucked up man) Cause you know you wrong (how
you go out then you locked up) Will you cryyyy (how you run around a
lie) When you hear the song (can you dig) Will you cry Cause you know
your wrong (but I got one more person to address) Will you cry (I ain’t
forget about you ol’ girl, I remember)
[Verse 3: Freeway] Oh
look Who could it be, Ms. Lee You know this nigga aint kiddin’ Think
harder, Freeway L.Pridgen Shit you used to tell me make me wanna work harder
At gettin’ crack spots sent me to prison Said I’m never gonna be a thang
So I listened and skipped school Had them thing distributed Fuck
class, on the block all day My science was choppin’, baggin’, dividin’,
addin’, the math How my teacher gonna tell me I’m dumb Had me feelin’
like a sore thumb Clown of the class (uh) I got graded most hated with
guns But now I made it to the life Couldn’t make it to the class If
this nigga chew your ear That’s an oh for you to hear Kiss my ass!
[Chorus - Freeway] When you hear the song Will you cry
Cause you know your wrong (you know you wrong) Will you cryyyy When
you hear the song (feel me) Will you cry Cause you know you wrong
Will you cryyyy
[Freeway (Outro)] This is dedicated to
all, all the motherfucker out there You, you, and you mothefucker who did
something wrong All y'all niggas out there what else y'all gon' do something
(the ignorants) or there is something wrong right now You know you wrong
(don't you cryyy)
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