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L7 Freeway

Parked on the freeway, sippin' from a can Parked on the freeway, fuck it man Parked on the freeway, sippin' from a can Parked on the freeway, he's our

and fuck tha police Come out the house all eye's on me Jump in my 5 double 0 B E N Z X L and I hit the freeway Nigga thought I told ya (Told ya) That

[Chorus: both (Freeway) {LL Cool J}] You ice grilling, your blood spilling Tell me little homey, what's the reason? (That can lead to Freeway squeezing

ta break us up, lace it up, Keep tha theme tight, Its lifestyle man get off wen we sleep 9's, Im on tha 7 47 7, From tha fake flight, From tha sports

to six we got the 7:30 flight [Biggie] Mmm, *mumbling* yeah [P. Dad] Yo Big Big, Big [Biggie] Yeah I hear you dogg, I hear you, alright, 7:30 [P. Dad]

intrepid on a freeway (5) Why you five-o trying to beat me like a price on e-Bay (6) Had a six shooter to my six pack (7) Seven of my nine lives just

Porsches in front of 7 gas stations I own Give every girl a New York a cellular phone Interstate highway controller 22 thousand cars on the freeway Co

] JMJ, my homey Mac Dre Big L, Big Pun, Big-gie (talk to 'em) 2Pac "Live and Die in L.A." (L.A.!) N.W.A., I used to love Eazy Back when everybody was

to six we got the 7:30 flight [Biggie] Mmm, *mumbling* yeah [P. Dad] Yo Big Big, Big [Biggie] Yeah I hear you dogg, I hear you, alright, 7:30 [P. Dad]