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Sweating, ya dig?
Niggas to join in, ahh
Gotta get level and all that, right?
(You give)
Yo, who joinin' that, who that singin' that?
Chi-Lites? That shit crazy, haha
Once again, back in business
AZ is a whole game, motherfucker
In a high-rise penthouse suite, over the beats
Got a bad bitch butt-ass massagin' my feet
Bumpin' DeBarge through the iPod, I'm noddin' to sleep
My homie Miz caught a charge, his bid start in a week
Valet garage, got eleven cars parked in the street
One of the few so elite, it's a honor to meet
Obama physique, groomed well, garments are sleek
Have a chick so in check, you gotta con her to speak
Don of the week, centerfold, magazine style
Fuck Kenneth Cole, everything is Japanese now
Love dinner rolls, lemonade with ice tea mixed
Who's on beginner mode? I see through the sheisty shit
Politely flipped, handsome, slightly mixed
Random broads come aboard, a few might see dick
Fights be fixed, it's a handful whose life's legit
Said it before, motherfuckers, yeah, life's a bitch
This is for the homies that did it that got away with it
Still around to talk it, loungin', never lost it
Built they own fortress, livin' the life
Four-wheelin' or they peelin' on bikes
This is for the homies that did it that got away with it
Still around to talk it, loungin', never lost it
Built they own fortress, livin' the life
Four-wheelin' or they peelin' on bikes
Kickstand the Kawasaki, coolin' it off
Switch hands, the sour got me, I'm cool as the frost
Shower properly, smellin' like a jeweler menorah
It's only right like a midnight two-two Porsche
Through the exhaust, buck-sixty, fleein', burnin' the clutch
Ballers is never talkers, they just learn and adjust
The jeans is crushed, double-stitched, creased in the front
So go figure, nann nigga could teach me to stunt
Beef or the blunt, the reaper ain't release in a month
No sleepin', if you're schemin', don't get beat to the punch
Retreat to the trunk, feet up, fruit in the bowl
How many ever minked up and dropped the coupe in the cold?
A dude with control who watches his work and contribute
Only certified fly guys flirt with the visual
Circle the menu, main course, pick of the day
Get yours, what else for a nigga to say?
This is for the homies that did it that got away with it
Still around to talk it, loungin', never lost it
Built they own fortress, livin' the life
Four-wheelin' or they peelin' on bikes
This is for the homies that did it that got away with it
Still around to talk it, loungin', never lost it
Built they own fortress, livin' the life
Four-wheelin' or they peelin' on bikes



Writer(s): DERRICK JOHNSON, ANTHONY CRUZ, AZ


AZ - Legendary & Philadelphia Freeway 2 (Deluxe Edition)

1   Keep Yo Hands Up
2   Before It's All Said & Done (Acapella)
3   Before It's All Said & Done
4   Da Truth
5   Boy Meets Girl
6   Bottom Line
7   Refuse 2 Die
8   Dreams Come True
9   Good for Nothin
10   Supply & Demand
11   Money Makes the World Go Round
12   What Up
13   Poli with the Villians
14   Get Money
15   I Told You
16   Livin the Life
17   Livin the Life (Acapella) [Bonus Track]
18   Livin the Life (feat. Nas) [Instrumental] [Bonus Track]
19   Finally Free (Interlude)
20   Finally Free
21   Pay Attention
22   Hands Up
23   Think About It
24   Crack Rap
25   Murder Muzic
26   Around the World
27   Streets Won't Miss'em
28   The Nation
29   It's a Good Day
30   Gotz 2 Be Tha Bomb
31   Philly Freezer
32   Finally Free (Instrumental) [Bonus Track]
33   Keep Yo Hands Up (Bonus Track) [Instrumental]
34   Keep Yo Hands Up (Bonus Track) (feat. Sheek Louch) [Acapella]




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