The Nation (Think Free) Freeway (Ft. Jadakiss)

[Chorus: Freeway]
It's no way that you could handle this
I'm a gorilla, I spit banana clips
Leave you stiff like a mannequin
Joined the nation, now I'm the man again
To my surprise, we are done with the pies
No, we won't go back to that again
It's no way that you could handle this
I'm a gorilla, my clips bananas, yes

[Verse 1: Freeway]
Y'all can't handle 'em
I been handlin' it
2000, I was in the in Miami in the Mandolin (That's right)
Oriental with an oriental
On the 3rd floor, same room, this not coincidental (Nah)
Black card for my incidentals (Swipe)
Yeah, I see you in the Lambo but it's a rental (Haha)
You on some flee shit (Flee shit), I'm on some G shit (G shit)
Bitch nigga, don't make me free-mix your instrumental (Uh huh)
Be cool and I might let you live a little
Call your girl Monie, because she always let me in the middle (Uh huh)
Take it back, I'm with Lukie, Roman, Graziano
Taking kis, you would think that we would play piano (Give that shit up)
Graduated to the grand piano
I retired, don't make me come back to take your man piano
Snatching dishes but some dishes got broke (Yeahh)
These niggas pussy like some bitches I know eh, eh