Freak It Out - Radio Edit

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

Aiyo my baby moms hardly let me see my child

Niggas see me in the streets ask why I don't smile

But that's why nigga because my life is a mess

And I'm sellin' records now but I still feel stress

Never had a legal job all I sold was drugs

And I still got my moms and the rest of my thugs

But my pops ain't here, don't that seem so foul?

And I'm drinkin' everyday on the wrong route

I can't wait for the day when Capone come out

No doubt, my M.U. niggas thuggin' it out

So what what? All my niggas just fuck a Kurupt

Tell them niggas where they stand at, where they end up what

My niggas mash from NY to LA first class

Drinkin' Dom's out the bottle, fuck a glass

My niggas peep it, sit back and hold a secret

Fuck Kurupt nigga what? Yeah we can freak it

Drink somethin', get somethin', strip somethin'

Quick somethin', somethin' my niggas can stick somethin'

Just try and see the new millenium came

I'm invincible with my abdominium frame

The men are gone, ten are gone, poetic the Pentagon

None silenced they all un-violence

The long story, wars over territory

The masses only left Kurupt and Nore

Known to spit brimstone, fire and magma

With magnums and multi minis and multi semis

I pays no rent, cars with no lease

Got eight killers with badges, I pay police

It's a freak fest, east to west, no more wars

Bomb girls features new beaches and new shores

Baby's soft as peaches, soft as a plum

Ain't no fun if the homies can't have none bitch

It don't matter what you think, you can't see me

If you wanna freak with me, now do you wanna freak with me?

Cause you ain't got the skills to freak with me

Now do you wanna freak with me, do you wanna freak with me?

I'm zoned, Nore and Kurupt on roam

And we won't stop bustin' til Capone come home

Girls be followin' the presidente of entre

Words of war, nigga I'm the black Frank Sinatra

N-O-R-E, Nore, K-U-R-U-P-T

Kurupt pistol ready to dump like fuck

A whole battalion of violent gallant stylin' stallions

That stampede girl I can tell you a freak

Yo N-O-R-E, Thugged Out and D.P.G

You know it's only thug niggas that be fuckin' with me

So where the cash at? Yo where Snoop and where Daz at?

Whether you blood or cuz, you a thug or you was

I get super drunk while y'all niggas get a buzz

So let me spit on this and let me shit on this

Thugged Out is the label, Murder Unit's the click

And them bitches don't like us can suck our dicks, what?

It don't matter what you think, you can't see me

If you wanna freak with me, now do you wanna freak with me?

Cause you ain't got the skills to freak with me

Now do you wanna freak with me, do you wanna freak with me?

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

We can freak it out what, we can freak it out

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