EXSR - Freeway

Ventura 101 on the low low with the Duce Duce
Dipping like we saucy in a Chevy that's murder Cruz
In a higher crew live from the valley to the OC
Running heavy like the 5 yall aint tryna see
Hit a lick for the st.ides and a pack of fix
Some rubbers and a pack of mint incase I get it in
Yall know what it do couple donuts on the 2
Friday night Mama know I'm out here acting like a fool
Heading down the 405 gittn head n its about 4 or 5
I ain't keeping track of time
Shit is loud everywhere I go never out of town,
Hoes in every City get a quick fuck followed by a run around
Mobbing down the 10 Santa Monica hit a couple minute walls
AOM untill my city Falls
Always out mobbin always on a mission
3977 On my fitted up for exhibition ughh
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic
210 2 am speeding like a fire ball swiggin on that fireball
Hoping I aint hit a wall
Silverlake where them hoods aint play
You should visit anyway these white girls pack cake
Catch me on the 60 after 5 coming up with rhymes
Exit on Hacienda with my scummy friend in Puente score a couple lines
Yall already know we lit fender bending up your block
710 To the 91 Dodging all the cops
Squad fucking up your show higher than your road
Aint fucking with you cuz we on a higher note
Run up on a lose lip talking shit lil punk
Catch him at the red pull him out his whip stuffem in the trunk
City runnin sluggin every corner of this map
And no matter where the function at holla with the happs
605 Whittier to LAX 105
Riding dirtier than Freeway Ricky at his prime
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic
Cruisin in the cruise how ironic smoking chronic

Written by:
EXSR, Ruben Ramos

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