Correction Lyrics Peedi Crakk & Freeway Freestyle by Freeway

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Yo, yo
You better know my squad tough
We ‘bout to ride rough
Hundred proof, gun juice, talk that stuff
Wanna park that truck and get sparked with that, duck
I’m from North Philly, you from bubblef**k
Do I care? All I know is five gears, sitting
Top spitting, dipping like Sonny Liston
I spit it calm but you still gon’ feel it
Like I did a little time but I’m still gon’ deal it
Nothing changed but my handgun, now I got the bad one
That spray from far away, hit ya’ man son
No, props to that lady watching me from her stoop
That b*t*h fella couldn’t get up, from under my boot
It’s like five in the morning and I still got rocks
Sun coming up, fiends running up the block
in my sock, holla if you see the cops
Got my bat, gun, tryna knock a n***a out the park
And if you know Crakk then you know my twist
All outta cognac, bunch of b*t*hes on my d**k
And I don’t give a f**k who y’all wit’
And I don’t give a f**k who y’all get, I run through y’all strip
Bulletproof on my reversible PL sh*t
Me and [?] cop water on the GL tip
It’s Five and Crakk, Free and Crakk
Free and Five, Five and Free

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