Victim of the Ghetto Freeway (Ft. Rell)

[Intro: Freeway]
Ch
Down in my area, chk a chk uh.. real shit nigga uh
It's the ROC
Yeah... Free... yea uh feel me.. Pa pause
Yo.. yo

[Verse 1: Freeway]
I was born in west but migrated to north
Remember cold nights grindin' AK in a Taurus
Four door for the stick up boys if they want war
Fiends comin' all night all I heard was four more
Rocks in the cap
When it was jumpin' me and Rell hit dances
You could pick me out the crowd rockin' the cap
But things change
Cause my man Rell fightin' a body
On State Road where it's so cold, rockin' his blues
I roll with the ROC, still trynna rock at a show
Shit ain't like 98' niggas pockets is low
Which way do I go? Indictments blew over
Man whipped a few shoulders
Shovel nick boulders gettin' it slow
Me, I'm in the studio switchin' the flow
Changin' the style, my son and daughter need pampers
Cause they just shittin' them up and changin' the size
My man Just quipped the Jags, see the change in his eyes