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Freeway & The Jacka
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Combine The Coasts
[Verse 1:Freeway]
Military minded
Who got the best flow east to west coast Who got the best show east to west coast Matter fact, all around the globe, we are currently in Denmark Jump on jets and just close Shout out to Curren$y, every time we land switching fans, switching currencies And come to think, I used to stand up on the corner flip Gradually freezing, done can't send niggas to emergency Make their bigger brothers wanna murder me It's just to say they love me and they miss me, I'm their insulin Spit bars like a semiautomatic, from my deeper bring half of the instruments We're like Heinz, catch up and keep up City all be hop, beat the beat up Jack from the Bay area, them streets tough They need someone to take care of y'all, they tweet us We keep airing you, the ACs, we're all year around, here you freeze up And please stop the second you meet us, we're going to heaven cause we pray like Jesus Brothers on my tip cause I spit like this I'm coming with the flow, get dough like this quick You're wishing God woulda bless you with this gift Still, you would never ever flow like Freezer Flow master, flow for four seasons, after the show take hoes to Four Seasons After we done put them in four cabs, gift all four, doggy bags, we even Steven, I wonder why they keep going, sweating me I feel like keef for the evening
[Verse 2: The Jacka]
Sounding like heave metal, tryna stay away from trouble Niggas set the bar high but nigga, I raise the level Putting haters in a spill, squeeze the trigger on you, nigga I don't even give a fuck, never wanna get a suck 100 thousand in my call, fuck with my nigga Freezer That's my young nigga Free, take this shit from my soul then turn it into songs Never could appreciate the plug, never seen my fate, ship the drugs to my place Then I ship 'em out of state, 50 time every day, them real numbers The kind of bridge you gotta play, oh, I stand, knock you off Even if you got a K, even if you beg, nigga, even if you try to pay It's too late, you in the way, it's real pop My uptown niggas waiting at the mill banks, waiting for the eagle to land At the yell spot, praise the lot, mix a lot, cause we still hot Scramblers try to copy us down but they still flat We still getting niggas chills, we the real mob Black president here but it's still hard, just try to strike me out but I only fear God
[Final Hook: Freeway]
This is team early in the mob, we combine the coasts like a miracle from God This is team early in the mob, we combine the coasts like a miracle from God This is team early in the mob, we combine the coasts like a miracle from God This is team early in the mob, we combine the coasts like a miracle from God, nigga
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