Freeway - Parade lyrics

[Young Chris] Little n***as envying Chris co*k, load 'em up, empty the clips Now them b**hes'll back up Time that these businesses back up Comin through the house creepin' I'm the new housekeeper Motherf** all that loud speakin' All the neighbors hear are loud speakers No need for spouse keepin' k** that b**h then we out breezin' Now thats a witness if I leave my f**in child breathin' Its our season f** back and forth with the rappers Thats gon' lead back and forth with the clappers And I ain't going back to court with them crackers Want a district attourney Stay strapped so them b**hes won't burn me Take that put the F at you earn it Take a lesson and learn it But what's important is that vest and that burner Better get it Cause most of these rappers that talk it ain't never live it And n***as who that said they with it, said who did it [talking] Fresh off tour Philadelphia in stores Freeway, thats my leeway helpin' me to score [Freeway] Stay fresh dressed Red pressed Rusty with the track Give me Chad West Oh Yes n***as they from north P-H-I-double L-Y Don't f** with the prop squad Get hit with the six-four Don't f** with them pit bulls Free deliver shells like the mail guy f** you come with a knife for The similar columbine Free'll throw you down like them white boys He that boy that you know can get the work and If your spot chirpin let you purchase a M from 'em And his hammer closer than kin to 'em So plans to rob him are out of the question Cops ask my fiends 21 questions But I gave 'em 21 extras Flex the suburban Bullets dipped in detergent Full plans of corrosion Hit your f**in' flesh up Have y'all n***as playin catch up Take a pop at the coppers Block over blocka blocka Get the point without steady beams lit S-P on point with the choppers [Neef] Yeah my first name neef and my last name buck From where the first time to beef a muh f**er mess up Instead of knucklin' up These muh f**ers get plucked From where the young'n snatch and grab and steady trippin up dust All it take is a puff n***as be right back at ya Tryin to leave you n***as dippin in stashes Bout the cream We pull 'round like the SWAT team, with beams Ain't tryna hit no innocent teens About the queen Work hard now and live out my dream Ain't gotta mess over no shorts or argue with fiends That ain't for me or even my team Should be laid back in some burbans even some beams The more I go in this game man the harder it seems This sh** been watered down Tryna raise out the clown One was sweet, yeah our beat still luggin around Sayin Neef ain't sweet, still reppin' the town, you know [Young Chris] Fresh off tour Philadelphia in stores Freeway, thats my leeway, helpin me to score Investin in these businesses I make my business his For instance chris adjust 'em if its war A message from shakur all you got is your b**h And ain't no pride in your b**h she let 'em have it She define them clips, she love the static She rather walk with shells instead of matics She says what she She protects she I get a kick outta the b**h like jelly She won't WOW when them n***as is hating Got her boy out of that situation with one BLOW So what NOW Lay these chumps DOWN Rocks like red nose pinched you punks SCROW Get da FOUL Get him HOW Catch 'em and beat em Several bodies not one FOUL Lawyers defeat 'em And not found him guilty in one TRIAL Not one FILE they can look me under Cause I they want a b**h took me under, f**in crackers Girls love us, thats what make you hate us Well f** it dog we makin paper Don't make us make the papers Can't fade us f** what they go through hey Hollows hollow go through clay Go through the way Get a bunch of T for pound They dont love me I can read their mind, f**in phonies You n***as eatin so we bought the store We asked for beef them n***as brought us pork We called 'em all up Took 'em shoppin filled the mall up Cops everywhere Exit out before they block every stair Now its hot everywhere Got the bounce all out Make you n***as pour the pound out, I need the chronic Now we got to leave the town and f** the import we greyhoundin Coffee groundin stinky chronic Now these rascals gotta find me for a**ignment I'm gone