Letras:
Freeway Don T Cross The Line

, causin' you harm, nigga Ya'll need a place of respect, we runnin' shit The name, F R double the E, tell 'em Don't really wanna cross the line An' I don't

Tradução: Autopista. No cruce la línea.

get on What it is, nigga, get high, remember the ? And play the tape that resemble the great S Rate Quiz Nigga, stay real, history?s ill, don?t stop

plates running a little late But the sailors jockey for the fast lane So 101 don't miss it There's rolling hills and concrete fields And the broken line

know about it Nigga we everywhere You just heard about it Get knocked Don't say a word about it Seen the realest niggas fold What ya know about it Bitches lined

you're fightin' me Take it easy player Talkin' greasy player, know you can feel me player Uhh, you put it down tight Yeah, you not havin' what you want don't

world, holla When you hear the song Will you cry? (Make you won't cry, don't it) 'Cause you know you wrong (It's all good, baby, don't even worry about

In front of me and there?s no return My wheels of love Fit me like a racing glove Nightrider, nightrider Don?t touch the brake, don?t cross the line Don?t

tryin' to remember. How will you start it over? You don't know what became. You don't care much for a stranger's touch, But you can't hold your