paroles de chanson On My Own - Freeway
Um
uh
um
uh
here
we
go
now
It's
because
I'm
all
on
my
own,
now
You
can
leave
him
out
hear
alone,
now
Ya'll
need
to
really
watch
ya'll
tone
Now
you
see
the
chrome
Im
a
blast
it
for
ya
I'm
a
blast
it
for
ya
It's
Freeway
all
by
myself
I'm
in
da
place
all
on
my
own
In
da
club
wit
the
chrome
While
ya'll
nigga's
gotta
leave
it
at
home
Ya'll
haters
better
leave
it
alone
Before
you
meet
wit
ya
DEATH
Back
up
off
me
Put
ya
keys
in
the
ig-nition
Start
the
rolling
gap,
scrap,
befoere
I
calp
Bang
out
like
a
western
Found
out
where
you
live
at
Pay
ya
spot
a
visit
Listen
Free
to
frosty,
back
up
off
me
Before
you
get
bury
Carry
the
mover
Extra
rounds
to
get
the
clowns
up
of
me
Ya'll
act
scary,
You
act
like
losers,
check,
check
State
Prop
in
ya
neighborhood
Roc
in
ya
spot,
spot
roc
when
you
let
us
in
Free
got
things
locked
in
ya
neighborhood
Roc's
on
ya
block,
Free
servin
they
medicine
Roof
less
like
a
shot
from
a
cannon
Free
is
in
affect
and
will
stayin
datein
Yall,
baby
momas
should
have
warned
you
Cause
they
seen
it
on
the
bed
When
she
came
over
the
crib
Now
they
don't
really
wanna
get
the
k
involed
Cause
we
are
gonna
put
this
thang
to
ya
head
The
whole
click
pull
chicks
don't
brag
Tell
em
freeway
sad
if
it
ain't
bout
head
Go
head,
you
think
its
bout
change
go
change
Put
on
ya
shit(uh-huh),
hop
in
a
cab
(yeah)
Meanwhile
free
stuck
in
a
lab
Earning
my
grip,
youngin's
huggin'
the
strip
Freeway
move
rhymes
like
dimes
move
hits
like
nicks
On
ya
mind
like
all
the
time
On
ya
station
like
heavy
rotation
Used
to
be
on
my
grind
like
on
the
line
Bee
Bop
at
the
Roc
we
don't
stop
Boom
Boom
Tang
my
gang
we
move
thangs
And
I
put
up
the
Range,
the
hoopty
flow
through
ya
block
Ice
cover
my
watch
ya
eyes
stuck
on
the
change
What
you
thought
its
the
Roc
Wit
my
people
from
St.
Lou
Jack
Frost,
Jack
Frost
Up
in
the
bang-o,
the
wrist
froze
Grip
O's
Roc-a-Fella
pitbull
snatch
every
bitch
on
ya
block
Yall
prick
need
to
back
up
off
me
Keep
ya
distance,
cause
my
smithin
on
seveice
Whats
ya
order
slugs
on
the
menu
Shut
the
shop
down
on
purpose,
work
this
Four-fifth
like
I'm
runin'
for
prez
I
peel
lead
have
you
runin'
from
shots
Go
tell
ya
block
ya
block
start
wit
the
kid
Kid
kidnap
ya
pops
Shit
back
up
off
me
Keep
ya
distance,
cause
my
smithin
on
seveice
Whats
ya
order
slugs
on
the
menu
Shut
the
shop
down
on
purpose,
work
this
Back
up
off
me
Keep
ya
distance,
cause
my
smithin
on
seveice
Whats
ya
order
slugs
on
the
menu
Shut
the
shop
down
on
purpose,
work
this
ho
Ho,
and
another
one
Ho
and
another
one
ho
and
another
one
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