pedal and go...go...go Goin' ridin' on the freeway of love Wind's against our back Goin' ridin' on the freeway of love In my pink cadillac Goin' ridin' on the freeway
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
the hari-shaki Doble mea is slopy Yea, i bust a shotty Watch yo money money The shots go \"Bang Bang\" It's Freeway on that Reggaeton. Full of dopien
Nothing else you can deny (so hit the freeway) I don't ever wanna see you again You didn't do me right so So long, goodbye, goodnight (so hit the freeway
you can't deny (so hit the freeway) I don't ever wanna see you again You didn't do me right so So along, goodbye, goodnight (so hit the freeway) Maybe
Out on the freeway I saw you wasted Nobody wants you to fall Except for me (Dentle plain, marriges, lots of babies, dentogen) Except for me (Press hot
gonna be ok We'll stick together as we're tripping down the freeway Tripping down the freeway! Tripping down the freeway! Tripping down the freeway! Tripping down the freeway
other road, I ain't coming back Kicked off at Detroit to meet the Brothers Grim We went down in brotherhood, we're nwver giving in We are the freeway devils, freeway
open Driiiiivin down the freeway Eyes real low, just singin my song Driiiiivin down the freeway Life already fast so I'm movin along Driiiivin down the freeway
' else can be done (So hit the freeway) I don't ever wanna see you again You didn't do me right, so So long, goodbye, goodbye (So hit the freeway) Maybe
go, go, go We goin' ridin' on the freeway of love Wind's against our back We goin' ridin' on the freeway of love In my pink Cadillac We goin' ridin' on the freeway
Uh, who's bad? I'm bad (That's right) I am Michael Jackson, Puff Daddy, bad Boy, I will strike you with the belt like your dad (That's right) I will (
bank, fill up your tank and (and) Head for the E-way (uh), put it on replay (yeah) With no further delay, "Philadelphia Freeway" [Verse 2 - Freeway]
[Intro - Freeway - talking - w/ ad libs] Woo! Free! Yeah, we in here Uh huh, let's get 'em [Chorus - Freeway - w/ ad libs] Who am I? Microphone killa
[Beanie Sigel]: Ho, ho [Freeway]: Bounce [Beanie Sigel]: Holla [Freeway]: Bounce, bounce, bounce [Beanie Sigel]: It's B. Sig in the place with Young
up, laugh about it I'm not tryin' to visit the morgue But Freeway move out 'til I sit with the Lord 'Til I get my shit together, clean up my sins Freeway
free!!! [Verse 1] Yo, NASTY NAS ain't ridin' on the FREEWAY Hell no we bang out on the FREEWAY, crash on the FREEWAY Haterz waitin' for Hova to
Intro] [Female Singing] You don't know [Freeway - talking] Whoo..on the grind, uh, so gangsta, don't ya agree? uh [Female Singing] You don't know [Freeway
