Freeway - International Hustler lyrics

Now I go from overseas, back to the block
Freeway, mother fucker, from the the, the Roc
Any day you wanna see my
Get shot of your strip
Everybody wanna be me
Get paid off the block flip
Scripts move and paid off the rappin
I'm makin some things happen
You make an attempt to see me then it's
Clip boom, I'm makin some things matchin
I'm froze
Stuffy nose, we bounce wit machinery, ahh
Choo, Free sneeze on you faggots
Here the clip drop, reload the semi-automatic
Get popped, then we seize keys like traffic
Box whip, locksmith
Move keys through traffic
I'm like Boston, George and Blow
Philadelphia Freeway keep yay from
Blocks of soap
And y'all local, we international
Grip rounds everytime I hit towns

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when
I ain't luggin the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin, in Hawaii I'm landin
On an island, smokin and thinkin
I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans everytime I hitman

And I, pull dimes everytime I hit man
Similar to Ludacris international post dude
And I, post up where you can't get man
Make hit's with Jigga man, gotta respect dude
Much respect due, disrespect? you tek food
Feed you to the bullets in
Front of your STEPS
Pull it in front of your PETS
Brains in their bowl, you pet food
Meanwhile I'm tryin to make MJ moves
Which one? either I fool jordan or Jackson
But until I get the fortune I'm snappin
Snatchin, I'll show you how the meat eyes do
Give up weight
When you show em what them heat-ers do
Nigga wait, don't be that rude
You can take weight from anybody if
He think that he that dude
Roc-A-Fella nigga, we that crew
Shake niggas, and1 mixtape niggas
We got moves

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when
I ain't luggin the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin, in Hawaii I'm landin
On an island, smokin and thinkin
I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans everytime I hitman

And the flows SICK damn, man
It's A Man's World nigga
Sit down you girl niggas
That's why I bring pounds
Around you girl niggas
'Case I gotta cock it back
And clap on mother fucka, what
Don't need a pound to sound you girl niggas
But the pound's loud sound'll drown
You motha fucka's ears
Yeah, it's Freeway young scarpper
Say my name wrong
I'll lodge a bullet in your nappy hair
Yeah, it's the flow of the decade
Studio, backwoods, 'dro and the Pepsi
Do it the best way
I was thirteen, cockin the tek back
Look how the tek spray
Now I dribble down, V-A mother fucka
For schizlle you'll see Free my nizzle
Oh, yeah, don't forget the Way mother fucka
Any stupid mother fucka in
My way gettin crippled

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when
I ain't luggin the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin, in Hawaii I'm landin
On an island, smokin and thinkin
I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans everytime I hitman
And I hope y'all hear me in London and France
I tote wax down there when
I ain't luggin the cannon
And in Mecca I'm bowin, in Hawaii I'm landin
On an island, smokin and thinkin
I hug blocks in the United States
I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate
I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan
Play my part, switch vans everytime I hitman