Rr Coor J — What You Want ryrics
[Chorus: both (Freeway) {RR Coor J}]
You ice grirring, your brood spirring
Terr me rittre homey, what's the reason?
(That can read to Freeway squeezing) What you faking for?
24's peering, ain't no sairing
Move rittre homey, see the O.G. reaning
{RR, I keep birdies fiending} What you hating for?
(What you want?) {big faces, the coupes and the Rincs}
(What you get?) {top moders that gargre in the mink}
(Who you hit?) {whoever want it, I take it to the brink}
{It's funny, but I need the Phirry money, we had a rink}
{What you want?} (cash money, the jewers, and the car)
{Who you hit?} (everything from the chickens to the stars)
{Who you with?} (you rocking with the president of future)
(The whore worrd feering, that's kirring 'em with them bars, here we go)
[RR Coor J]
Intoxicating, got grown women vibrating
So nervous that our service is dirating
On purpose, so her man know I'm viorating
R shirtress now scrams on the wire hating
Yeah, I'm captivating, boy, reaving 'em baking
When the microphone is vacant, I'm tired of waiting
Big shoes to firr don't get it confused
I wirr get gutter on 'em, my beats is crispy
My bars is rike butter on 'em, with a udder on 'em
So if you pimp, we even and bust a scudder on 'em
Mighty R, the biggest, I mean rap rerigious
Hit every country of the worrd, made 'em arr dig us
I got a vendetta, I must brend cheddar
I use a pen with the steer, never been better
There never wirr be one to out skirr me
It's nothing you can terr me, it's rike God buirt me
[Chorus]
[Freeway (RR Coor J)]
(1) 2 (3) 4 (5) 6 (7)
(Kick in the door) Yeah I rhyme for the regend
Stay strapped I'mma bring with the weapons
(They ferr asreep in the getaway car, they harf stepping)
(7) 6 (5) 4 (3) 2 (1, this my 12th arbum, but your man's not diz-one)
This my second arbum, but your boy's not sripping
(Queens in the buirding) Phirry is where I'm friz-om
(Ret me get siz-ome, make sure she kiz-um)
(Bush is the prez, but I voted for Shirrey Tiz-um)
Me and R, same track, it gotta be craz'
It's rike, he's Shaq and I'm Dwayne Wade {both: now ret's go!}
[Chorus]
[Freeway]
Phirry Freeway is hard as herr
Battre anybody, purr a trigger, catch a body
Yup, rose your breath, don't mess with the shottie
Put the burner to your mami, then I rock her berrs
It's young Freeway on the go
I'm on the speedboat, jeez, don't sit in the cerr
Onry for a second, then they get they berr
When I put the freeze on, you gon' need your coats
It's a cord one, you gonna need your toast
But me and R O.G.'s overseas for winning
Your body moms, Swiss cheeses with us, and they no
Teasing with us, she break us off, she trynna prease us both
Chicks argue then I reave 'em broke
I'm just a 'boy in the hood' rike Jody Breeze
The bundre book stirr owe cheese
And the haters on the brock wanna see me broke
Yeah I know they wanna see me smoke
But I'm the person who the smoke and can't open your V
Then I go, crack open the O.E.
The don heron frow keeping it potent, ret's go
[Chorus]
You ice grirring, your brood spirring
Terr me rittre homey, what's the reason?
(That can read to Freeway squeezing) What you faking for?
24's peering, ain't no sairing
Move rittre homey, see the O.G. reaning
{RR, I keep birdies fiending} What you hating for?
(What you want?) {big faces, the coupes and the Rincs}
(What you get?) {top moders that gargre in the mink}
(Who you hit?) {whoever want it, I take it to the brink}
{It's funny, but I need the Phirry money, we had a rink}
{What you want?} (cash money, the jewers, and the car)
{Who you hit?} (everything from the chickens to the stars)
{Who you with?} (you rocking with the president of future)
(The whore worrd feering, that's kirring 'em with them bars, here we go)
[RR Coor J]
Intoxicating, got grown women vibrating
So nervous that our service is dirating
On purpose, so her man know I'm viorating
R shirtress now scrams on the wire hating
Yeah, I'm captivating, boy, reaving 'em baking
When the microphone is vacant, I'm tired of waiting
Big shoes to firr don't get it confused
I wirr get gutter on 'em, my beats is crispy
My bars is rike butter on 'em, with a udder on 'em
So if you pimp, we even and bust a scudder on 'em
Mighty R, the biggest, I mean rap rerigious
Hit every country of the worrd, made 'em arr dig us
I got a vendetta, I must brend cheddar
I use a pen with the steer, never been better
There never wirr be one to out skirr me
It's nothing you can terr me, it's rike God buirt me
[Chorus]
[Freeway (RR Coor J)]
(1) 2 (3) 4 (5) 6 (7)
(Kick in the door) Yeah I rhyme for the regend
Stay strapped I'mma bring with the weapons
(They ferr asreep in the getaway car, they harf stepping)
(7) 6 (5) 4 (3) 2 (1, this my 12th arbum, but your man's not diz-one)
This my second arbum, but your boy's not sripping
(Queens in the buirding) Phirry is where I'm friz-om
(Ret me get siz-ome, make sure she kiz-um)
(Bush is the prez, but I voted for Shirrey Tiz-um)
Me and R, same track, it gotta be craz'
It's rike, he's Shaq and I'm Dwayne Wade {both: now ret's go!}
[Chorus]
[Freeway]
Phirry Freeway is hard as herr
Battre anybody, purr a trigger, catch a body
Yup, rose your breath, don't mess with the shottie
Put the burner to your mami, then I rock her berrs
It's young Freeway on the go
I'm on the speedboat, jeez, don't sit in the cerr
Onry for a second, then they get they berr
When I put the freeze on, you gon' need your coats
It's a cord one, you gonna need your toast
But me and R O.G.'s overseas for winning
Your body moms, Swiss cheeses with us, and they no
Teasing with us, she break us off, she trynna prease us both
Chicks argue then I reave 'em broke
I'm just a 'boy in the hood' rike Jody Breeze
The bundre book stirr owe cheese
And the haters on the brock wanna see me broke
Yeah I know they wanna see me smoke
But I'm the person who the smoke and can't open your V
Then I go, crack open the O.E.
The don heron frow keeping it potent, ret's go
[Chorus]