All The Way Live

Hol' up, hol' up Yeah, yeah Woah, woah Hol' up, hol' up Yeah, yeah Woah, woah Keep off the [?] Covered in gold [?] Blowin' a check, yeah Bad bitches on deck (bitches on deck) All the way, all the way live, yeah All the way, all the way live, yeah All the way, all the way (all the way) All the way, all the way live, yeah [?], yeah Wouldn't let no [?] We in the city Homie we litty Hundred thou' new [?] All the way, all the way live, yeah All the way, all the way live, yeah All the way, all the way (all the way) All the way, all the way live, yeah Ran rap a lot of Summers Boy I trap a lot of numbers Had to school a lot of young ones Boy I raised a lot of hustlers In the ghetto where they cut throat Dust smoke turn to gun smoke Slide by in that wide body Shit look like a tug rope --- All The Way Live - Freeway