Freeway, Rick Ross - Lights Get Low Lyrics

Right about now, you're about to be possessed
By the sounds of Cool N Dre and Freeway

Hit it
Young Philly from the block, y'all, rockstar
This is criminal opera, I got y'all
Sixty niggas willin' to pop y'all, rock y'all
Freezer cruise the city in a hot car, sportscar
In Cleveland today, Atlanta tomorrow
Free will never be soft 'cause the hood is in me
They say it'll be here today and gone tomorrow
But I'm still standin' strong 'cause the hood is with me (hit me)
Yes, before this rap thing cracked off
I was somewhere gettin' a pack off that's all
Now I'm gettin my raps off, that's all
Shuttin down colliseums like Nassau asshole (Freezy where you been)
I took four years off
I went to Mecca, paid respect
And earned some checks for the road
Be the man that cut the check, so please respect Young Hov
Before I hit y'all with the TEC
And turn ya lights down low, whoa

Lights get low (low)
Let the music take total
The music take total control
'Trol, 'trol, 'trol
Let the music take total
The music take total control
'Trol, 'trol, 'trol (I got to hustle, I got to grind)
(I got to hustle, I got to grind)
Let the music take total
The music take total con- (boss)

Born with the murder one
We got the hood burning up
Yeah, this what you want
My niggas know to turn it up
The white be with my city, gram for me to run
You standin' in a pool of blood, youngin shoulda seen the sign
What you want to do? Tell me what you want to move
A good week for me, another man, a month or two (boss)
I'm into blow and letting you niggas low
The Feds tappin' out and they fucking with figure fours
I don't wanna wrestle I wet 'em and then they froze
Me and Free hit every freeway around the globe
If she with me just know that she throw stacks
A quarter stick of dynamite off in that ho bag
She the bomb, I'm the boss
Maybach, that's my fly sauce
Count a mil' with me shawty, 'cause you need to ride
You watch it freeze up you will see in time

Lights get low (low)
Let the music take total
The music take total control
'Trol, 'trol, 'trol
Let the music take total
The music take total control
'Trol, 'trol, 'trol (I got to hustle, I got to grind)
(I got to hustle, I got to grind)
Let the music take total
The music take total con-

Y'all rappers perpetrating, free motivating
Put poems together like I'm the Great Langston Hughes
My dome aching, I'm so patient
Struggling between my music and moving weight and
I can move a crate in less than an hour
And make a hit in the same hour, it's so amazing
Matter fact, Free so hood that I still hit the chinks
For three wings I'm cool with Asians
Nigga come at me, going to lose
You need to fire them dudes
That hike them up through his agent
Me and Cool & Dre will give you abrasions
Hit his chest because his hustle so soft
Don't make me go off
Free just shine like the brightest star
Rise in the east the set in the west
If a nigga got beef, I'ma put it to rest
God bless is what I tell him when I leave him deceased
Now peep, hotter

Lights get low (low)
Let the music take total
The music take total control
'Trol, 'trol, 'trol
Let the music take total
The music take total control
'Trol, 'trol, 'trol (I got to hustle, I got to grind)
(I got to hustle, I got to grind)
Let the music take total
The music take total con-