Ain't I? New Beanie Sigel Freeway Don't get scared Fetch out On B Street 1, 2, Sigel comin' for you 3, 4, I'm bout to kick in your door 5, 6, man I want those bricks 7, 8, you gon' give up that weight 9, 10, I put the Glock to your chin 11, 12, when I see your head I handle tools like hammers and ratchets Gaps with metal attachments How you want it? Metal or plastic? Disrespect your fam, *** Close your casket Then I give him a can to hold your ashes Vision of the killin' for a week Rolls up past it True killer, true thug Never show no passion Hit your rug, hit your ceiling If I know if you stashin' Wrong nigga to rub Nigga know who you passin' Especially if I'm rammin' off the Xanny's Fords and Perks Keep the semi-hammy jammin' you for war and work Niggas like the border goin' berserk On the roof bangin' that SWAT Lettin' off shots and spurts They tryna trap me in the back of the yard Man, I'm lettin' every cat fall Hittin' from the cat to the sarge Can't see me back in the yard Two whacks back to the wall Used to chew gas, stash pack in the wall Pitchin' Mack, liftin' up racks in the yard I had a block shippin' up Knockin' off racks by the yards Dope from them dudes Smoke was confused, *** Dang off, they want a crack of the saw Wish they life Straight from the pipe to the straw Pope in they vein What you want, the dope or the cane? I'm open the game Sniffin' the D, X to the Z Hot *** from BC consecutively One, two, freeways comin' for your ass Three, four, you better watch your stash Five, six, had you duckin' from them clips Seven, eight, *** it, I can't wait Niggas crazy, think free, won't draw the land Prefer the nine, but I got the four-four instead I move down, screw you down, get your *** in bed Sell that triflin' bitch, I want more than head Every night, spark at your clip, take more than bread Guns and bricks, my young boys hug the block They love the strength Help him get chains and watches, guns and kicks Freeway, my name is priceless, blow a stick And remember, if you lie on free Lie in the lake While your bitches lie on free She ride on a snake And my whip over a key, we ride on a Jace Empty clips, hop on Amtrak, outta the state Brody ***, you and your mans right outta your case Hold this clip, blow your brains right outta your face Blow your slick preliminary outta the case Flow legendary, hotter than maize You be free, never wary, outta the case Rockefeller cock, Chris, till we outta the case You a hood nigga, Nikes, Delts, and low sport Hood niggas just like me, get bell and blow court Hood chickens just bite me well and blow squad I was sixteen, twelve thousand with no job And I skipped school, gripped bitches with no ride Seen her crack smoke, leave bitches with no thighs No tits, rob hustlers with no clips No guns, left niggas with no chips And the flow runs, like the Mississippi River And your hoe cum, the bitch hear me when I whisper Silence all guns Get up, before they hit ya If we comin' for you, then nigga, we gon' get ya 1, 2, Seagull comin' for you 3, 4, I'm bout to kick in your door 5, 6, man I want those bricks 7, 8, you gon' give up that weight 9, 10, I put the Glock to your chin 11, 12, man I see you in hell 1, 2, freeways comin' for your ass 3, 4, you better watch your stash 5, 6, had you duckin' from them clips 7, 8, *** it, I can't wait