Freeway - We International lyrics

[Hook] 4-5-4 we international Free way know, we all about the dough Hustle every day, thats all I really know Streets on lock, give them what they ask for (2x) [Verse 1: Drew Deezy] 454 and I ain't talking bout a chevy Out of left field and you fakes ain't ready 2 months in and the name so heavy No albums out, we already got feiddy Your girl wear coach, my grl wear fendi Say what you want cuz you still talkin pennies I pop gold bottles and you still buying Remy You say theres a drought, but we still got plenty I know what it do cuz I been thru prison 454 chain got your girl attention 50 thou wow tucked in my true religions Money stacked high that its blocking my vision We add, we multiply, then we do division 200 on a lawyer, bet I bet the system From Cali to Philly, we dont do no snitchin' As real as it gets, all you have to do is listen [Hook] [Verse 2: Freeway] Free appear in a Bent, disappear in a breeze Flow co*ky, wrist zero degrees With some model chicks so thick you can compare them to eve But they gona listen. leave them apples and pears on the trees You think about dissin us, they told you can touch us Thats an error, we aiir, we dare ya to breathe It might be in ur best interest to go Matter fact if you move another inch ima sqeeze 454 is in the building with free We get dough plenty of cheese Repp for the vietnamese This is free money, say it with me Free money playing for keeps Make ladies stay on their knees Model b**hes always stay on the scene Cuz when im done they know im trying to put thang in them jeans Freezer talk reckless on them records dont I, so y won't I.. Tell them haters DUU MAAAA. [Hook] [Verse 3: Thai] Im too raw for the hataz Maybe thats y they hate us Out to get paper Born to be the greatest Rollin with the hustlas Now pack it up and sell it Ridin with the gangstas and everyone of them felons We world wide Down in the slums up in the hills One thing we all feel Is the mighty dollar bill Ima be real We the truth in the streets So believe wat I say Cuz its the truth when I speak [Verse 4: IZ] Money motivated Streets dedicated Grind like a tweekers teeth Thats how I made it Harder then an arubics cube But ain't no square dudes here Tight circle a mad one tad blunt illest Cap peelers and hoes feelin this Toast til ya host the most, ha, ya feelin it 2 striker, still livin that life Mo money, mo problems Mo cases then sampsonite 454!