Freeway - Full Effect Song Lyrics

[Freeway]
They got me staring at the world through my rearview
Blow that baby, scream to God
He can help you with ya problems
Thug niggas wild when I come through
They can relate to my music
helps em with their problems (Uh!)
Turn this up, fucks ya problem?
This is real shit, homie
In the booth with the four-fifth
on me two clips, so the other clip
Don't get, lonely homie, six hoya on me
No shit homie, know me? (Yeah!)
did it work for me pumpin nicks, homie (Yeah!)
I got the vocal chords, wanna hear some more? (Yeah!)
How I ran a block, dropped and picked up brauds
In a hooptie not a drop-top, got ya bitch aboard (Yeah!)
Switch that shit, from the block-shit
To the rap-shit, then I got the click aboard (Yeah!)
Hatin' niggas get shot up in liquor stores
Beat, strapped and tied up with extension cords
Holla

[Chorus - Freeway]
Freeway's in Full Effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner
Cause, y'all taught me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up
Freeway's in Full Effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out
Yall taught me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon

[Young Neef]
Yeah, Uh, Young Gunz, Neef (WHAT?)
Yo, Yo, Yo Yo
Far as I'm hearing, y'all doing alot of comparing
Cuz Young Neef's on the block missing alot of appearence
Yeah youngin' still got it at, 120 a gram
That'll have yo smokers, and yo fiends
Leanin' like a kick-stand
I'd send my brother for ya mother man
For them blocks and them
Dead presidents wrapped in rubber-bands
Shotti's will pistol-grips
That'll rip through shit
I hate a prick, I kill his bitch
And make him dig the ditch
Neefa keep somethin on me extended clip
Cuz I rather be judged by 12 then carried by 6
And I can show you how to DO THIS SHIT!
Get ya straight and get ya cake right?
Let a smoka test ya weight
Before you take it to plate
Rock it down, stuff the shit at five eighths
Early and not late (Uh!)
Don't be makin' no mistakes
Put it out and then you bring it back straight
It's more money to make
Holla

[Chorus - Young Neef]
Neef Bucks in Full Effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner
Cause, y'all taught me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up
Neef Bucks in Full Effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out
Yall taught me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon

[Young Chris]
Uh, Uh, Yo, A'yo
Young Gunna, just another victim of the ghetto nigga
Post and Pivot and distrubute the work
My Pop broke his pivot got addicted to work
Man, they say it's a shame, but as they say it's the game
I made my way through the game
Rowdy lil youngin', was the snotty nosed youngin'
E'rybody lil youngin'
They only youngin' out huggin' that pavement
For paper, they was shoveling pavement for neighbors
I never made it to them 5 on 5's (Uh!)
They was playin' live, I was tryin' stay live!
Tryin' to stay alive!
Moms workin' 11:30 the curfew, I was tryin' to stay til' 5
Hopin' them quarters stay at five, while I'm killin' they
Can't stop me before the day arrive
I'll be coppin' again
So fuck a day job while I'm feelin'
They ain't stoppin me
Straight from the center to "State Property" (UH!)

[Chorus - Young Chris]
Young Chris in Full Effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this burner
Cause, Yall taught me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma give my turn up
Young Chris in Full Effect
And all I need is one reason just to pull this ratchet out
Yall taught me to go next
And I'ma be goddamned if I'ma squeaze my cannon