Ring The Alarm lyrics

Artist  : Freeway 
Song : Ring The Alarm



 Send "Ring The Alarm" Ringtone to your Cell 

 

[Freeway]
za-za za-za-za za-za

[Omillio
Sparks]
I gotta snap on this one
daddy!!

[Peedi Crakk]
Oh! Now clap for
me mami...
Just clap for me
mami...

[Freeway]
I know a little
bit
I only know the dirty
words...

[Peedi Crakk]
Holla at yo
fuckin dog!
No benz, No ice, just me in the
hooptie
holdin the toolie, everything calm and
cooly
Got all these chicks tryin to screw
me
Gimmie the coochie, sperm runnin all down
her coochie (woman moans)
Alot changed since
smoke in the crime
Holdin my mama in the court
sayin "Fuck you ya
honor!"

[Freeway]
Yeah
Crakk!!

[Peedi Crakk]
Fitted, fresh,
jersey as well
Rocafella Nam'sayin on my black
and white shells
In too deep, niggaz still got
beef
Still smack you wit the heat, in the
middle of the streets
Still, wearin my best
wit a fresh white tee
four-pound, two-clips,
hollow tips gone skeet you
So sweet, that I
don't lose no sleep
miss no meals, this guy
eats without no deal
Drink liquor like a
pirate tongue, slick as a sailor
high like a
pilot shirt, foot like a seller,
whoa!!
Drinkin liquor gettin' brain in my
waterbed
feelin' like a skylark next to your
daughter head
Oh I forgot, bigga nigga
probably bought her here
got her drunk, talkin
all the shit a whore wanna hear
I just, fuck
em', buck em' wit the lights on
let her know
it's nuthin, crush em' wit my night saw
Bout
to get my flight on, charter or train
Pardon
the name, but Crakk is just a part of the
game
Far as the change, just bustin' my
checks
Duckin my ex, gettin' shermed up in the
Lex
Now how the fuck you get all
that??

[Chrous repeat 2x]
Ring the
alarm!
another hater's dying
oh boy,
aye!

Ring the alarm!
when my gauge is
firing
cock back, dump on
you and your
moms

[Omillio Sparks]
You cocksucker's
got hate in ya blood
Y'all ain't happy that
sparks got the cocked desi-eagle in yo mug
I
rock, like MTV unplugged
let the M-1 rock one
of you fucks
I gives a fuck about who catches
a slug or who tells
cuz the kid got money for
bail and if they get out give a fuck who
out
pricks still talkin measly, still talkin
greasy
the "ROC" is rocked up and sold
out
Y'all can't sell, and y'all won't be seen
like an NFL blackout
my guns go
"Blakow!"
Don't make me put the cocked nine
right in front of yo eyes
and make y'all fucks
cock-eyed...(Woman speaking spanish)
Who the
fuck can fuck wit B. Sieg, Free and
Omillio?
You young boys back up, while the
trucks back out
when the "ROC" enters the
building your best bet is get the fuck out
I
bring clappers, get yo boys clapped up, fucker!
(R-O-C..) Holla!

[Chorus
2x]

[Freeway]
Freeway bust shots, it
don't matter who
can't even hug the block if
i'm mad at you
takin turns comin thru that's
what my niggaz do
takin' turns inside yo chick
that's what my click will do
dark room, Cancun,
spanish interview
wit mamacita, Freeway,
charmed to meet you
All, damn day I got some
dick for her
No, way I never got no chips for
her
any day of the week, long-gun tucked every
day of the week
Freak Nia Long lookin honey
just about any day of the week
guest ran thru
sleep, got young niggaz willing to grind
on
your block wit a package of sweet
(Starts
singing)
Cuz Free not stuck up
See me
anywhere, won't get stuck up
keep the
heavy-hand, miss take that off
toss them
underwear, who those? my balls
come from under
there
Freeway, a boss don't you wanna
stare?
Haters, get lost don't you
understand?
shit spit, be real don't you see
these guns?
fuck the, ice grill don't you see
these dudes?
we from the ghetto, and they
don't like our attitude
mami say I'm loco, she
don't like my attitude (Holla!)

[Chorus
2x]