Texty:
Freeway The Product

[Intro - Freeway - talking (echo)] (Poison) Stay away boys and girls [Verse 1 - Freeway] Uh, it's crazy how they gotta get high to get hot They smoke

big badass, I'm from the dangerous crew I just hang with the gang like it's the thang to do Now mother fuckers can't face the facts that I'm doing this Rapping and producing

) You could be deep and, wind up kinda deep, yeah (10) Can only make a soldier outta me (12) No amount of sleep can, mold you into what you tryna be (11) of you finishin the product

[Hook:] Gettin money on my own pace Tell me what you know about it Gettin head in the freeway Tell me what you know about it Gettin money in a bag Phone

's Switchin more gears, countin G's, blastin CD's Product on the market make a man behind the drum machine freeze hear DAT you say please Raindeer cross the freeway

don't you know anything over 20 years old is a classic? Regulation number 1 Keep yo' business to yo' lonesome Regulation number 2 Make sure the product

an inner peace of mind Market the plan on your nearest can (fizz) Saved decisions from the choicest part The one you get to when you buy the product

East coast stare Grabbed the producer from the West, we woke the roosters out their nest They love the mixture, came to get the digits, we right here, yeah (ye-yeah!) [Chorus - Freeway

you closer even stayed over slept in the cold but the heat still like 80 you feel me yet my moms said you wasn't no good for me never produced babies