Freeway - Line Em Up Lyrics
[intro - freeway]Thank you ladies and gentlemen!Hold your applauseJyeah, holla!Its bout to go down, shut em down!Just blaze, freeway! young chris! young guru!The roc is definately in the building!Jyeah! uh, holla! uh oh! uh oh! uh oh! uh![verse 1 - freeway]Jyeah, listen, if the rhymes stop dumpinAnd beats stop knockin then free still *****in with beansR-u to the g-s, manuver the veThroughout the u.s. with two teks of keysOne start up your whipAnd the other start up your blockRetarded just like a carterEl nino come take a sniffOr take a few of you like the glass zitStick shit in your artery ooouuuHustlins a part of meNiggas retardin meCome at the team wrongIts like a see-sawThey down and we upThe pound heat clowns upIm moving and re-up teks, blocks and keep gon? ? and *****s like a school bus (why? )It make stops and it picks kids upAnd it wake up the block really early in the morninWord, niggas want drama? then line em up![chorus (repeated four times) - freeway]Uh uh uh line em up!Uh uh uh line em up!Uh uh line em up!I, I shut em down![verse 2 - freeway]Listen, if the coke stop jumpinAnd the block stop poppinThen free still *****in with schi!M to the is-ash, come down with the gatTake your sti-ash and kidnap your keepsOne, puff in my face and the other go in your faceReatrded? this is a stick upIf you slow then pick up the paceI came to take everything out your safeAnd even snatch all your jewelry (oouuu)Robbins a part of me, you just oughta beSingin the same song when money lowAint no parameters, snatch chains even honeys knowAmateurs get state greens and hit with 24 monthsFrom playin the game long, the eight longMake pockets short snatch hair and bones weightThey been taking from us for too long it aint wrongLine em up and I jam em all yo![chorus][verse 3 - young chris of the young gunz]They want a war with the roc? okay!Cases catch em and beat em like o.j.I been stretchin my ds since the ojaysBefore I met beans and free, before jayHomie, pops never was thereSo I hustled 24 7 like the cops never was thereYeah, ***** a box cause the metal was there***** the cops cause the feds was paidI been settled for years, Im ahead of my yearsTuck the glock come pedal with ksWe can settle it hereWe run with this beef, we runnin his peepsLike five in the mornin while they under them sheets (wake up)Like five gats drawn, soldiers come out they sleepTell me what they gon tell me when the gun out they reachHomie, we aint gotta cheatYall aint stopping sigYoung gunner startin p. guard from state property[chorus]
