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Andre Wilson - We Can Freak It Out Lyrics

Noreaga:

We can freak it out, wut, we can freak it out
We can freak it out, wut, we can freak it out...

Verse 1: Noreaga/Kurupt

Kurupt the kingpin
We all thuggered out, gangsta style
Nigga to the south

Ayyo my baby moms hardly let me see my child
Niggas see me in the streets, ask why I don't smile
That's why nigga, because my life is a mess
And I'm selling records now, but I still feel stress
Never had a legal job, all I sold was drugs
And I still got my moms and the rest of my thugs
But my pops ain't here, does that seem so foul?
And I'm drinking everyday, on the wrong route
And can't wait for the day when Capone come out
No doubt, my M.U. niggas, thuggin it out
To wut wut, all my niggas just fuck wit Kurupt
Tell then niggas where they stand at, where they end up wut
My niggas mash, fom NY to LA first class
Drinking Don out the bottle, fuck a glass
My niggas peep it
Sit back and hold a secret
Fucking Kurupt, nigga wut
Yeah we can freak it
Freak sumthin, get sumthin, strip sumthin
Quick sumthin sumthin, my dick could stick sumthin
Just try me, see the new millennium came
I'm invincible wit my abdominium frame
The men are gone, ten are gone, poetical pentagon
Nothing silenced, they all unviolenced
The law story, wars over territory
The masses, only left Kurupt and Nore
Known to spit brimstone, fire and magma
Wit magnums, and mulit minis and multi semis
I pays no rent, cars wit no lease
Got eight killers wit badges I pay police
Its a freak fest, east to west, no more wars
Bomb girls feastless, nude beaches and nude shores
Baby soft as peaches, soft as a plum
Ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
Bitch Bitch...

Chorus:
No matter what you think, you can't see me
If you wanna freak wit me, now do you wanna freak wit me?
And you ain't got the skills, to freak with me
Now do you wanna freak wit me, do you wanna freak wit me?

Verse 2: Kurupt/Noreaga
I'm zoned, Nore and Kurupt on roam
And we won't stop bustin till Capone come home
Dirt be followin the presidente of ANTRA
Words of war nigga I'm the black Frank Sinatra
N.O.R.E. Nore K.U.R.U.P.T. Kurupt
Pistols ready to thump like wut
I'm old Italian, a violent, gallant, silent, stallion
That stampede, girl I can tell you were free

Yo N.O.R.E. thugged out in DPG
You know its only thug niggas that be fuckin wit me
So where the cash at, yo where Snoop, and where Daz at?
Whether you blood or cuz
You a thug or you was
I get super drunk
Boy that niggas got a buzz
So let me spit on this, yo let me shit on this
Thugged out is the label murder you is the clicque
And them bitches don't like us, can suck our dicks, wut???

Chourus:
No matter what you think, you can't see me
If you wanna freak wit me, now do you wanna freak wit me?
Cuz you ain't got the skills, to freak with me
So do you wanna freak wit me, do you wanna freak wit me?
We can freak it out, wut, we can freak it out...

From East coast to West coast
Y'all know how the fuck we do
We did it

I can't give you what you gave to me