Freeway - Alright Lyrics
[freeway]State property, roc-a-fella recordsThis that feeling music you knowWe make that music you can feel earlyJust blaze[verse 1: freeway]I went from the ghetto to the ghetto and Im back againAnd we doing it back and forth roll with a gang of thugsMy burner my hood passport fresh from the airport Im back againAnd I clap your men; Im from a block where niggas might blast your popsNo chance ambulance cant save your kin; smoke reefer burn reeferChill in my spot instead of making selat drink liters of ginIm drunk again Im high again I just might fly a kiteTo my niggas up state knocked off in the penThey booked in a jail; Im booking a flightIts *****ed up last year we was all on the blockThis cant be life this cant be loveThey roll with a whack; I roll with a snubWe all in a fight[chorus: allen anthony + (freeway overlapping the chorus)]Alright, (woo) baby dont you cry (ugh)Alright, (tell em) everythings gon be alrightAlright, (woo) I know we can make it through thisAlright, (tell em)dont let go hold on tight (ugh)Alright, alright, alright[verse 2: freeway + (allen anthony)]Baby dont you cryEvery thing gon be alright all night, free is on his job let the music playAnd I aint come to hurt nobody tonightBut if a dude get out of line put him back in techMust be out his mind let the ruger sprayClap until we alright all out of dodge (alright)Thats right crush the club tonight with a watch on the robb report (sweet)Check on the war report; check on the stores we bought (yeah)Check on the kids and shitHope everythings alright all night cause all day pop in the mixI might pop rock stars pop up on your stripFree pop out hits get paid for my thoughts and thats alrightAnd my label the shit[chorus: allen anthony + (freeway overlapping the chorus)]Alright (and you hating the click)Baby dont you cry (woo)Alright, (tell em) everythings gon be alrightAlright, (woo) I know we can make it through this (tell em)Alright, (geah) dont let go hold on tightAlright, (woo) alright, (geah) alright[verse 3: freeway + (allen anthony)]I came from the hood and Im bringing the hood with me(and dont you worry about a thing)It aint a thing Im bringing them things with me scrapAnd I take em around the globe travel around the globeBeen to paris and back againFree fall back get stacks with a penStill move like a king pen clapping you forwardI went from gat in the tuxSnatching your gold to platinum and gold plaques on the tuckSame shit different line up work gat and a techI might get with mac and act up in a bentWe came a long way from a pack and tech(we got to reach for something better) geah[chorus: {allen anthony} + (freeway overlapping the chorus)]Alright, (woo) {hey oh oh baby} (geah)Alright, (woo) everythings gon be alright for you and me (geah)Alright, (right geah) {come on} (ugh its the roc)Alright, (its the roc){alright hey hey hey yeah} (geah)Alright, (geah) alright,{oh oh oh yeah} (geah) alright, (holla){all my homeboys out there dying} (tell em)(woo) hey this worlds a crazy place (geah)Oh (geah) why didnt I find my (yes) place{alright alright} (clap clap clap clap) (holla)Alright (geah) {alright}Alright {alright}, alright {yeah}, alright {oh lord}[freeway]Young free, allen anthony, the roc is definitely in the buildingWoo, geah, geah woop woop geah clap clap clap clap clap woo woo woo
