It S Not Right lyrics

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[Freeway]

Do even asked me the reason...



[Freeway]

Yeah I know,you hear freeway everywhere you go

before rap you see freeway everywhere you at

you can bounce, he move yayo heavy with the crack

now I`m in there like Prego with the ROC

thick like labels with mack

now I do doughnuts on the cops,keep cradles of stacks

and you now when you hot when niggas hate on ya` tracks

and you know when you shot when bullets come out ya` back

for words coming out your mouth watch the way you rat

cause`I`m from the streets and you will hate the way I act

with a SK, Nine, or a Dillinger pick the heat

mad cause` I lounge in a 8 Cylinder pick a beat

fuck it up, holla at Julio get it checked

my squad do circles like Hula-hoops with ya` freaks

send her home after giving us neck, you can`t sleep

wonder why ya` girlfriend not giving you sex

same nigga you told can`t stop hustlin` won`t eat,uhhn!



[Chorus 2x:Omilio Sparks]

Tell me how we know,

this we lead will take us places that we don`t wanna go

now I really wanna change,but I`m chasing change

trying to ease the pain, shelter for the rain

I don`t wanna hurt no more



[Omilio]

Yo, since a buck I been a knuckle-head

half of the stuff you said, went in one and out the other ear

you break ya` neck for what I asked for

pops wasn`t around one of the reasons why I`m hustlin` now

one of the reasons why you strugglin` now,

wit` three one your own, workin` the night shift and leavin` us home

It`s cool mom, I just couldn`t got to school mom

cause` of rappin` cause` of that you `bout to move mom

boy make moves mom, soon mom, trying to get us away

from them nosey neighbors and the boys in blue mom,

but I remember them times, no food in the crib

nobody taking timeout schoolin` the kids

in school with the kids they got they Timb`s on

buttered up, it wasn`t right

I`m up in there my slim`s on button up, it`s alright

but they ain`t never clown me, they see pain up in me

I had a little Sugar Shane up in me



[Chorus 2x]



[Beanie Sigel]

Why that cat gotta be pushin` them Bently`s

back to back like that , cause` god meant me

you little dirty punks ain`t ready for the boy

load four thiry chunks and eatin` seventy more

what makes you say that is it cause I`m laid back

spinnin` through them wheels of fortune like Sajak

pump your brakes scrap, I only spit it for ya`ll

niggas like my nigga Mark eatin` space packs

ya`ll niggas want R.I.P but I`m CEO

I remember I use to see CC

cop, cook, and collect

my nigga Kyle use to cook it the best

but for you crooked cops I got a 40 cal that`ll cook up

ya` chest, parolized my man, slimmed his legs and

parolized his chance, I know Allah got plans

but still I remaniss at night this can`t be us this

can`t be right



[Chorus 2x]



[Omilio]

It`s funny me chasing change

made my whole life change, got me a range

slammed in the bing, freedom snatched away

hug my momma from a K,

watchin` a tear roll off her face

but mom is hurting no more



[Chorus 2x]
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