Letras:
Tapes N Tapes Freak Out

go, I?ll go in the place you?ll never know Wait until your wedding day Then you?ll know Take it for your medicine Take what you saw Freak out, freak out, freak out

YEAH!) I cake up, new Jacob, nigga wake up! Your old straight up! - Pay up; or get sprayed up! (whooo!) [gunshot] [Horace Brown (50 Cent)] M-O-N-E-Y,

's right Thank you, thank you, thank you (*laughing*) Uh right now, I'ma bring a special guest in He gon' rip it for me, like this, check it out [Verse

6'n the morning' police at my door Fresh adidas squerk across the bathroom floor Out the back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my

Talkin' that gangster shit, known they're soft as jell- Oh! Better chill out before I ill out And my negative potential just might ne spill out And

see That the big-dick gangsta's in the house And the dangerous crew's gonna turn it out So everybody out there that's talkin' shit I'ma wash my name out

smashed in the 'Lac, popped that twat like a soda Fuckin' with his wife so you know when I ain't sober And niggaz in the back seat with the freak in

I despise Blastin' like some rondo batays, for you miatays Koop with double clicks and duck tape and wicked wizards And I, perferin' keepin' busin' in my freak

is how we're gonna do it For the first time in America There is a generation of visionary maniac White mother country dope fiend rock 'n' roll freaks