| Yes!
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| Yeah Kayne!
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| Philadelphia Freeway, uh
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| Y’all know what it is, uh, yeah, uh
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| Before I turn out ya lights lets get one thing understood
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| I’ma keep my hammer real close, rubber grip tight
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| Tell y’all niggas good night, good night, uh
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| Before I turn out ya lights lets get one thing understood
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| Free gon' keep his hammer real close, rubber grip tight
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| Tell y’all niggas good night, good night, uh
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| The shit you heard’ll do me justice, got a death wish
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| The shit I pack’ll put holes through ya Lexus
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| Got the tec clip, respect it
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| The turn pike bully, earn stripes, move lla
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| Through ya turn pike early, all night, all day
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| Wait, switch hustles nigga, now I muscle mixtapes all night, all day
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| Yes! |
| The front line of the Roc
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| Will through a football pass through ya chest
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| Brett Farve wit the Glock
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| Uh! |
| I’m Max Payne wit the stock out
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| Money and fame run out, get it with cocaine
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| Rep the Roc till I clock out, I make you clock out
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| Put sumtin in ya brains
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| I do my dirt all by my lonely and I got the heart to fight
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| So please refrain from hatin (on me!) before I turn out ya lights
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| Ain’t no hesitation, I got the guns to fight
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| So please refrain from hatin (on me!) before I turn out ya lights
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| Don’t test my patience because I got the guns to fight
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| Stay wit em coast to coast
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| IHOP I distrubute the toast to folks
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| I stop, never, Free a rap Icon
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| Black Bon Jovi, ?in the rock/Roc love of rock/Roc?
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| Jake of watches, ice cickle the time
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| Still got time to leave ya stash gone when you wake up
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| Free hate smuts, stay wit a dime, at all times
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| Stay on the grind at all times wit so many nines
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| Shit baggin and shake up
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| Nigguh! |
| Ain’t no captin to shake up
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| Doe like a brink truck, nine on my waist, I!
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| Freeeee! |
| Put the burners to ya crew
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| Give me a reason, not to squeeze on ya gang
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| Man the hammers go bang to bang
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| In wit a bang, bang Blueprint 2
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| Before you, slide through to deliver ya gang the thangs
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| Switch lanes to get Paid in Full
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| Look it’s the rich (?) of transporters
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| Donvan McNabb of mixtapes, look hey
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| Follow the kid’s orders in other words do what the kid say
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| We got it locked from the Bay back to Philly
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| Where niggas pack millies like every single day
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| We don’t play, we all about our change and
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| Money exchangin, if you bout your pay
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| Then every single day, bring the lla to ya city
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| Act up, bring the K’s to ya city
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| Then shots exchangin, every single day |