Freeway - I Can Hear Sweat lyrics
rate meFeat. Girl Talk & Jadakiss
(Verse)
Three niggas, two lines a piece, we just tryna eat,
So we find the beef, we are the streets, my nifty young are from there
Coco, beware, we will check your dog in his beak
Trap niggas make rap niggas fuck police
Sweep the retched, make out-struck and call for peace
I even phone flex, set it for you, wild jeezy
Whillin' in the streets till the day they release Pete
Freezin' the bock, king of the rep, start the pop heaters
The get a lot to get a lot, the rap game, some say I am not sane
Those that know me say Freezer, you have not changed
Even thirtiy changed from gettin' mockpit, you still a heater
Trap star freezer, squeeze off ninas, wassasame, you was readin' books, by time (???)
Nickel nine foyer, trouble if you try to interrupt us while we hustle
You will leave here a bleeder
Short senorita, a fable: she's a cheater
Part time wife, one time dick eater
Niggas tryna tweep, run up on my teep
We don't only sing it, we bring it where you sleep
(Hook x2)
I can hear sweat x10
Tricklin' down ya cheek
(Verse)
Sweat tricklin' down ya cheekers, designed to fear
(Symbolizin' yo time is near)
Expect yo ling when the toaster is right here
Objects in the mirror closer than they appear
He don't even know that we peepin' him thru the scope
Cold scared to see his heart beatin' right thru his coat
Goin' dirty and puttin' a .30-.30 right thru his throat
It's the finest till Diddy, let'm premiere it in the fall
We are coming outta the sky, bearing our song
I recommend you keep some pawbearers on call
King pills usually get a mirror on the wall
Rappin' niggas get a couple candles, and that's all
The similar the parrot, the shoe fits, wear it!
Money in the bank, pakistan tryna err it
One clip, two niggas want it, let 'em share it
All you niggas sweatin'. I can see it, I can hear it
(Hook x2)
I can hear sweat x10
Tricklin' down ya cheek
(Verse)
All eyes on me, nigga, all eyes on me x2
Today I push the beamers, 7-50, what I use to want the GX3
Want the GX#, I spend the gift like saint Nick
Nickel this like est, shout out to EST
The niggas tryna spew me, can't find me, can't play me
Like a BS3
Pluck one's ready to die, you ain't got that life to let us be
Lil' nigga betta let us be
Thank the effort, but I gotta advertise for destruction
Motherfuckers betta let us eat
You betta know we eat vegetarian and get to the lett-uce
End up the jam so I pick up the realest
Back in 98' I had to stick to Connaka
Afford a slip of reppa, betta let us eat
Remember the time that I was gone till November?
The cops (???), they wouldn't let us free
I remember when the people wouldn't let us sit
Not the people won't let us breathe
Won't let us breathe, I remember when the people wouldn't let us come
When the people won't let us leave
