We Can Freak It (ny Remix) Lyrics

We Can Freak It (ny Remix) lyrics

featuring Noreaga

Noreaga:

We can freak it out wut we can freak it
out
We can freak it out wut we can freak it out...

Verse 1:
Noreaga/Kurupt

You gone thug it out gangsta style
Nigga check it
out

Ayyo my baby moms hunny let me see my child
Niggaz see me in the
streets ask why i don't smile
Thats why nigga because my life is a
mess
And Im sellin records now but i still feel stress
Neva had a legal
job, all i sold was drugs
And I still got my moms and the rest of my
thugs
But my pops he aint here, does that seem so foul
And im drinkin
everyday, on the wrong route
And cant wait for the day when Capone come
out
No doubt, my ??? niggaz, thuggin it out
To wut wut, all my niggaz
just funk wit Kurupt
Tell then niggaz where they stand at, where they end up
wut
My niggaz mash, fom NY to LA first class
Drinkin Don from the bottle,
fuck the glass
My niggaz peep it
Sit back and hold a secret
Funk wit
Kurupt, nigga wut
Yeah we can freak it

Freak sumthin, get sumthin,
strip sumthin
Rip a sic sumthin, my dick a stick sumthin
Just try me, see
the new millineum came
Im invincible wit my abdominium frame
Daminican,
ten are gone, poetical pentagon
Nuttin silenced, they all are
violenced
The law story, wars over territory
The masses, only left Kurupt
and Nore
Known to spit brimstone, fire and magma
Wit magnums, and mosts
many and mostly semi's
I pays no rent, cars wit no lease
Got eight killas
wit badges I pay police
Its a freak fest, east to west, no more wars
Bomb
girls feastless, nude beaches and nude shores
Baby soft as peaches, soft as
a plum
Aint no fun if the homies cant have none
Bitch
Bitch...

chorus:
No matter what you think
You cant see me, If you
wanna freak wit me, Now do you wanna freak wit me
And you aint got the
skills, to freak with me
Now do you wanna freak wit me, do you wanna freak
wit me

Verse 2: Kurupt/Noreaga

Im zoned, Nore and Kurupt on
roam
And we wont stop bustin till Capone come home
Dirt be followin the
presidente of ANTRA
Words of war nigga Im the black Frank
Sinatra
N.O.R.E. Nore K.U.R.U.P.T. Kurupt
Pistol ready to thug like
wut
Im old Italian, a violent, gallant, silent, stalion
That stampede,
girl i can tell you were free

Yo N.O.R.E. thugged out in DPG
You know
its only thug niggaz that be fuckin wit me
So where the cash at, yo where
Snoop, and where Daz at?
Whether you blood or cuz
You a thug or you
wuz
I get super drunk
Boy that niggaz got a buzz
So let me spit on
this, yo let me shit on this
Thugged out is the label murder you is the
click
And them bitches dont like us, can suck our dicks,
wut???

chourus:
No matter what you think
You cant see me, If you
wanna freak wit me, Now do you wanna freak wit me
Cuz you aint got the
skills, to freak with me
Now do you wanna freak wit me, do you wanna freak
wit me

We can freak it out, wut, we can freak it out...