ha, yeah, the pack, dem franchize boyz... Haha, come on man Im freaky fresh, freaky, freaky, freaky fresh. What? Im freaky fresh, freaky, freaky, freaky fresh
Traduction: Le Pack. Fresh.
high on the low, just the level things The worst I look, probably the best you've ever seen Yeah, so fresh, and forever clean Produce sexy style, bein' fresh
responsible For gettin' the City High as 'Clef would be Believe it please [Fresh] Snap cap Lou, you know it's me Leroy, wrist on glow for all to see Fresh
sweatshirt, hat and some clean shoes Pocket stayed equipped with some paper and some gold piff Pack of gum squares, blackberry and a phone clip Got Most Dope Clique, bunch of mothafuckers lookin' fresh
, hat and some clean shoes Pocket stayed equipped with some paper and some gold piff Pack of gum squares, blackberry and a phone clip Got Most Dope Clique, bunch of mothafuckers lookin' fresh
I don't keep a girlfriend, look Warm is a pen from the hand from the head That whatever it creates it will land in the hand In the pack of the group They
are offshore Why have a girlfriend when I can have yours The boy so fly, got butterfly doors Lord knows the hores love Bentley exhaust So I got mine, all black, fresh from the store Fresh
fellas, although I know you think I am Even though I kick it, with a lot of females I can honestly tell you, that I ain't got a female Because I'm fresh
few show love But that only keep me focused cuz, I got my heater with me So when them niggaz, try to get me on the creep no They getting merked, in they fresh
Rochdale From Rochdale to Ocho Rios You spend half your life in transit But that's just the way God plans it Pack a shirt and some fresh pajamas That
't get no spendin' cash You better wax that kitchen flo' Or you ain't rock 'n rollin' no mo'! Yakety Yak! (Don't talk back!) Ha haaa! [Fresh Kid Ice:]
wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum, like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest for your Jimmy in the city of
this motherfucker right here Westside in this motherfucker [2pac] Can't nobody stop us when we blunted up and swervin Packed in a suburban, screamin
my mind made up, come on... get in get in too let it ride... tonight's tha night Verse Three: Kurupt Well I comes through with two packs of the
welcome everybody to the wild, wild west A state that's untouchable like Elliot Ness The track hits ya eardrum like a slug to ya chest Pack a vest
