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International Hustler

Now I go from overseas, back to the block

Freeway, motherfucker, from the the, the Roc

Any day you wanna see my get shot of your strip

Everybody wanna be me, get paid off the block flip

Scripts move and paid off the rappin'

I'm makin' some things happen

You make an attempt to see me then it's clip boom

I'm makin' some things matchin'

I'm froze, stuffy nose, we bounce wit machinery, ahh

Choo, Free sneeze on you faggots

Here the clip drop, reload the semi-automatic

Get popped, then we seize keys like traffic

Box whip, locksmith, move keys through traffic

I'm like Boston, George and Blow

Philadelphia Freeway keep yay from blocks of soap

And y'all local, we international

Grip rounds every time I hit towns

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France

I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon

And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'

On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States

I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate

I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan

Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

And I, pull dimes every time I hit man

Since I'ma little ludicrous international post dude

And I, post up where you can't get man

Make hits with Jigga man, gotta respect dude

Much respect due, disrespect? You tek food

Feed you to the bullets in front of your steps

Pull it in front of your pets

Brains in their bowl, you pet food

Meanwhile I'm tryin' to make MJ moves

Which one? either I fool

Jordan or Jackson but until I get the fortune I'm snappin'

Snatchin', I'll show you how the meat eyes do

Give up weight, when you show 'em what them heaters do

Nigga wait, don't be that rude

You can take weight from anybody

If he think that he that dude

Roc-A-Fella nigga, we that crew

Shake niggas, And 1mixtape niggas, we got moves

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France

I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon

And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'

On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States

I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate

I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan

Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

And the flows sick damn, man

It's a man's world nigga, sit down you girl, niggas

That's why I bring pounds around you girl, niggas

'Case I gotta cock it back and clap on motherfucka, what?

Don't need a pound to sound you girl, niggas

But the pound's loud sound'll drown you mothafucka's ears

Yeah, it's Freeway young scarpper

Say my name wrong, I'll lodge a bullet in your nappy hair

Yeah, it's the flow of the decade

Studio, backwoods, 'dro and the Pepsi do it the best way

I was thirteen, cockin' the tek back, look how the tek spray

Now I dribble down, V-A motherfucka

For schizlle you'll see Free my nizzle

Oh, yeah, don't forget the Way motherfucka

Any stupid motherfucka in my way gettin' crippled

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France

I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon

And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'

On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States

I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate

I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan

Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

And I hope y'all hear me in London and France

I tote wax down there when I ain't luggin' the cannon

And in Mecca I'm bowin', in Hawaii I'm landin'

On an island, smokin' and thinkin'

I hug blocks in the United States

I cop cribs in Africa, y'all can't relate

I kick box in Bancok, shark in Japan

Play my part, switch vans every time I hitman

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