Freeway, Beanie Sigel, Peedi Crakk, Young Chris - Reputation lyrics
Freeway [Philly Freezer]
[Freeway, Beanie Sigel, Peedi Crakk, Young Chris - Reputation lyrics]
Where a nigga disrespect that's
Why I leave me cuz in these streets my
Reputation precedes me
Cuz in these streets my
Reputation precedes me
Where a nigga disrespect that's
Why I leave me
Fuck around
You gon need the whole family to help you
Throw a bullet at you bitch ass
Man it ain't welcome
Put em under the pressure
Know the gun is his fresher
Got the best shit in the city
And the numbers is lesser
The 's white 2pac, before had it
I'm on to salad nigga we been the best
Before you knew Khaled
Mastered the trap like P, is you bout it?
Jumping out of jets at 16
Straight from the block had a
Nigga on big screens
Neighbors telling mama I was cutting class
Look at your boy on a hell of a path
Bitch niggas all hate
They don't love it for real
I'm here to murder pussy boy
Slug in your grill
Ready to die, just the life we live
We killing everything moving except for
Wife and the kids kill em all!
Bitches want to fuck, they don't want to work
I don't give a fuck about no pussy
Where the work
Big black matt, do my own dirt
Asking where I been at
I been in that wave surf first things first
Man you're fucking with the worst
Wouldn't piss in her mouth if a
Bitch was dying of thirst
I'm providing the murder
Your mama supplied the hearse
Since birth, original hot boy like turf
Hop up out the shower
Feel like I got the power
Paper god, play a level, pocket on fire
Big boy bourbon, 32 on the tire
Pull up wearing a turban, dirty, no license
Fired a firearm, quiet storm
Dress warm, cold world
I got to keep the hoodie on
Classic, keep an oldie but goodie on
Peed Crakk shit
Showing rappers what they should be doing
We're out here touring the spots
You never heard of
In the states we're touring with Glocks
We're not nervous
Pop off, hop in the whip with my burner
It's a state property clique, we all murder
Best beard ever, keep the
That's the KR swing down your
Way with the desert
Know I'm with the bad, yes I'm a king
And before I ever sing used
To sling with the peasants
Fuck with kid who jump of the sink
You no longer live, go hang with the reverend
Get dough all for spitting, Don't offer pies
Get dough 365 24 7
Fuck Freeway, just call me doughman
Best flow man, big beard like an old man
Grown man, hold weight like I'm rose and
Angry tiring, I sling iron like I'm Conan
Why I leave me cuz in these streets my
Reputation precedes me
Cuz in these streets my
Reputation precedes me
Where a nigga disrespect that's
Why I leave me
Fuck around
You gon need the whole family to help you
Throw a bullet at you bitch ass
Man it ain't welcome
Put em under the pressure
Know the gun is his fresher
Got the best shit in the city
And the numbers is lesser
The 's white 2pac, before had it
I'm on to salad nigga we been the best
Before you knew Khaled
Mastered the trap like P, is you bout it?
Jumping out of jets at 16
Straight from the block had a
Nigga on big screens
Neighbors telling mama I was cutting class
Look at your boy on a hell of a path
Bitch niggas all hate
They don't love it for real
I'm here to murder pussy boy
Slug in your grill
Ready to die, just the life we live
We killing everything moving except for
Wife and the kids kill em all!
Bitches want to fuck, they don't want to work
I don't give a fuck about no pussy
Where the work
Big black matt, do my own dirt
Asking where I been at
I been in that wave surf first things first
Man you're fucking with the worst
Wouldn't piss in her mouth if a
Bitch was dying of thirst
I'm providing the murder
Your mama supplied the hearse
Since birth, original hot boy like turf
Hop up out the shower
Feel like I got the power
Paper god, play a level, pocket on fire
Big boy bourbon, 32 on the tire
Pull up wearing a turban, dirty, no license
Fired a firearm, quiet storm
Dress warm, cold world
I got to keep the hoodie on
Classic, keep an oldie but goodie on
Peed Crakk shit
Showing rappers what they should be doing
We're out here touring the spots
You never heard of
In the states we're touring with Glocks
We're not nervous
Pop off, hop in the whip with my burner
It's a state property clique, we all murder
Best beard ever, keep the
That's the KR swing down your
Way with the desert
Know I'm with the bad, yes I'm a king
And before I ever sing used
To sling with the peasants
Fuck with kid who jump of the sink
You no longer live, go hang with the reverend
Get dough all for spitting, Don't offer pies
Get dough 365 24 7
Fuck Freeway, just call me doughman
Best flow man, big beard like an old man
Grown man, hold weight like I'm rose and
Angry tiring, I sling iron like I'm Conan