hear the song
Singer:freeway
will you cryyyy will you cry.. yo
get your kids somethin' for easter
knowin' i just came home aint got nothin to eat with
hoe been drove me outta my mind
i shoulda knew before i lay down and slept with him
now she wish that she could sleep with him
and turn to a freak on him
ain't have no patience with him when the ceilin' leaked on him
but i'm a boss baby you crossed the line
no orders go rock to hit all your girls
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
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
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
say hi to the pearly gates and scrolls."