see is that money (money, money) Money (money, money) A list of things that my people need but first is money (money, money) Money (money, money) It ain
that money (money, money) Money (money, money) A list of things that my people need but first is money (money, money) Money (money, money) It ain't like
finally made it Got my money in my pocket, finger on the trigger And I ain't takin shit from no niggaz I'm just tryin to make some money right Put some
here's ya chance doin 80 on tha freeway wait police, catch me if they can forgive me i'm a ridah still i'm just a simple man all I want is money
Pray to my God everyday but he don't listen the poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen Listen I can hear her crying in the bedroom praying for money
want me, come get me, and even I someday will die but I'm cautious, I'm fin' to ride Put down the top, now we flossin Hit the freeway, let the wind blow
nigga movin' kilo Shit don't stop cuz i can make that ass drop make the front pop And Hit the three wheel motion All Day Hit the freeway take it easy
chill? The bitches lookin funny. Feel em at me. Feel em at me wit they minds on they heaven Wit they .357. -Where you at? *On the freeway, deep in LA. -
a get ya boy! [Freeway:] Get, get gully! - Get, get, get gully! (yeah!) Get, get gully! - Get, get, get gully! (yeeeah!) We get gully! - And we get money
far Now you gotta run and deal wit the law And I don't wanna do nuthin but get home I don't wanna see nuthin but the freeway I don't wanna have to pop
thug What do you think Do you think he gon do something Don't let the money fool you Don't let the money do you Cause it ain't really about nothin' (
nigga it good to be back From prison but don't nobody feel him but them niggas around the globe And the mission was money was gold Everyone nutty when money
It To My Nigga Motherfucker Better Pick Up Your Gun; You Better Prepare Got My Eyes Closed, Let The Smoke Go Everywhere, 45 On The Freeway, Nigga, Give
He lay his blanket underneath the freeway As the evening sky grew dark Took a sniff of toncho from his cocaine And headed thru Balboa Park Where the men
Yeah Renegades is back and the beat is sick, Jay Z, Freeway, 8 Miles, let's go... Verse 1 8 miles and running, got my 7 album droppin, And my 8 album
betta be street Second Verse: Beyonce (DC) We like dem boys up top from the BK {BK} Know how to flip that money three ways {Three ways} Always ridin' big on the freeway {Freeway
