Freeway Full Effect(feat Young Gunz Lyrics

Full Effect(feat Young Gunz Lyrics

[Freeway]

 They got me staring at the world through my rearview

 Blow that baby, scream to Gotti

 Can't help you with your problems

 Thug niggas wild when I come through

 They can relate to my views

 And couple with their problems (Uh!)

 Turn this up, fucks ya problem?

 This is real shit, homie

 In the booth with the four-fifth

 Only two clips, so the other clip

 Don't get, lonely homie, pull it homie

 No shit homie, know me? (Yeah!)

 Get in work, fa' we puffin licks, homie (Yeah!)

 I got the vocal chords, wanna hear some more? (Yeah!)

 How I ran a block, dropped and picked up brauds

 In a hooptie not a drop-top, got ya bitch up more (Yeah!)

 Switch next-shift, from the block-shift

 To the wreck-shift, then I got the click up raw (Yeah!)

 Hatin' niggas get shot up in liquor stores

 Beat, strapped and tied up with extension cords

 Holla

 

 [Chorus - Freeway]

 Freeway's in Full Effect

 And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner

 Cause, y'all taught me to go next

 And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up

 Freeway's in Full Effect

 And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out

 Yall taught me to go next

 And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon

 

 [Young Neef]

 Yeah, Uh, Young Gunz, Neef (WHAT?)

 Yo, Yo, Yo Yo

 Far as I'm hearing, y'all doing alot of comparing

 Cuz Young Neef's on the block missing alot of appearence

 Yeah youngin' still got it in, 120 a gram

 Now that have yo smokers, and yo fiends

 Leanin' like a kick-stand

 I'd send my brother for ya mother man

 Put up blocks in em'

 Dead presidents wrapped in rubber-bands

 Chatti' will pistol-whips

 That'll rip through shit

 I hate a prick, I'd kill his bitch

 And make her lick the dick

 Neef, keeps out more then an extended clip

 Cuz I rather be judged by 12 then carried by 6

 And I can show you how to DO THIS SHIT!

 Get ya straight and get ya cake right?

 Let us smoke and test ya weight

 Before you take it to plate

 Rock it down, stuff the shit in five eighths

 Early and not late (Uh!)

 Don't be makin' no mistakes

 Put it out and then you bring it back straight

 It's more money to make

 Holla

 

 [Chorus - Young Neef]

 Neef Bucks in Full Effect

 And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner

 Cause, y'all taught me to go next

 And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up

 Neef Bucks in Full Effect

 And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out

 Yall taught me to go next

 And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon

 

 [Young Chris]

 Uh, Uh, Yo, A'yo

 Young Gunna, just another victim of the ghetto nigga

 Post and Pivot and distrubute the work

 My Pop broke as filthy got addicted to work

 Man, they say it's a shame, but they say it's the game

 I made my way through the game

 Rowdy lil youngin', was the snotty nosed youngin'

 E'rybody lil youngin'

 They only youngin' out huggin' that pavement

 For paper, and was shoveling pavement for neighbors

 I never made it to them 5 on 5's (Uh!)

 They was playin' live, I was tryin' stay live!

 Tryin' to stay alive!

 Moms workin' 11:30 to curfew, I was tryin' to stay til' 5

 Hopin' the corners stay alive, while I'm killin' it

 Can't stop me before the day I'm robbed

 I'll be coppin' again

 So fuck a day job while I'm feelin' it

 They ain't stoppin me

 Straight from the center to "State Property" (UH!)

 

 [Chorus - Young Chris]

 Young Chris in Full Effect

 And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner

 Cause, Yall taught me to go next

 And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up

 Young Chris in Full Effect

 And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out

 Yall taught me to go next

 And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon

 

 

 [Thanks to  fito_sotelo@hotmail.com  for these lyrics]