"Freakin'" lyrics
Drop one for the treble, two for the bass
Three for the motherfuckers chillin' in the place
Gotta give it on up to the 8-0-5
From the Eastside to the Westside
'Bout six feet Dre superman, los dos Mexicanos tearing up the program
It's on up for those who don't know, Delux and T-Dre jumpin' up on the floor, so
'95 is the year so what's up?
CLS in the club straight glowin' up
Imma take you nationwide, throw the tape in the deck cause it's time to glide
Take me to a cut that's bumpin'
I had the people in the party on the floor straight jumpin'
Bumpin' out get down in the place
Throw ya hands in the sky, and feel that bass
Another bomb ass track comin' straight from the crowd
Lay it down for the town, lay it down for the crowd
CLS is runnin' shit in '95
Bump in the shit and you're [?] as you hit the [?]
To another dimension on the floor
Delux and T-Dre fuckin' it up once more, hoe
With even no one givin' up much love
Dedicated to the locs that was down from day one
[?], nothin' like a motherfucker
Pushin' out the sound that be movin' on the suckers
One more chance to get ya groove on
And if you a fake ass foo you best move on
That's the way it is on the Westside
Party on down nothin' but the brown pride
West-Coasters don't hit, C-C's legit
Cause it don't stop, and it don't quit, shit
One two, one two, CLS in the group
Got the hynas on the floor, got the bud and the brew
What's new for the season of '95?
Well let's take a ride, take a peek inside
T-Dre's comin' crazy with the solo
So don't choke when you're packed up with indo smoke
I got the flow for days, I got my evil ways
Give me a break so I can tell [?]
[*inhales*]
Damn let's all take a hit of that...
[*more inhaling*]
Damn this is good (shit!)
Straight tokin', straight smokin'
Take a hit off the J cause the bong is broken
Wait, I gotta maintain for the cut
Put down the green, straight work it up
Cause it don't stop pushin' up for the 9-5
Mobbin' down the street flexin' nothin' but my pride
Locked up, and ready for the press
And even though it's all good foos keep sweatin'
But now it's time for the big payback
Throw ya hands in the air take a [?] layback
[?], goin' to the fifteens
Rockin' this shit from my town to S-D
Just a little sample, just a little taste
Feelin' the pressure with the bass in the place
On the rise, 'bout to get a grip on this shit
Cause the curve on the turn won't trip, won't slip
It's somethin' mad, that we go where we know
So here we go, once again, strapped up some more
Ready to handle my business like I should
Launchin' like a hood cause you know it's all good
Yeah DJ dumpin' it and fuckin' it up on the turntables
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
What's up Delux?
Yeah, got to say what's up to all my homeboys in the S-M-V
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah CLS blowin' up y'all (yeah)
Three for the motherfuckers chillin' in the place
Gotta give it on up to the 8-0-5
From the Eastside to the Westside
'Bout six feet Dre superman, los dos Mexicanos tearing up the program
It's on up for those who don't know, Delux and T-Dre jumpin' up on the floor, so
'95 is the year so what's up?
CLS in the club straight glowin' up
Imma take you nationwide, throw the tape in the deck cause it's time to glide
Take me to a cut that's bumpin'
I had the people in the party on the floor straight jumpin'
Bumpin' out get down in the place
Throw ya hands in the sky, and feel that bass
Another bomb ass track comin' straight from the crowd
Lay it down for the town, lay it down for the crowd
CLS is runnin' shit in '95
Bump in the shit and you're [?] as you hit the [?]
To another dimension on the floor
Delux and T-Dre fuckin' it up once more, hoe
With even no one givin' up much love
Dedicated to the locs that was down from day one
[?], nothin' like a motherfucker
Pushin' out the sound that be movin' on the suckers
One more chance to get ya groove on
And if you a fake ass foo you best move on
That's the way it is on the Westside
Party on down nothin' but the brown pride
West-Coasters don't hit, C-C's legit
Cause it don't stop, and it don't quit, shit
One two, one two, CLS in the group
Got the hynas on the floor, got the bud and the brew
What's new for the season of '95?
Well let's take a ride, take a peek inside
T-Dre's comin' crazy with the solo
So don't choke when you're packed up with indo smoke
I got the flow for days, I got my evil ways
Give me a break so I can tell [?]
[*inhales*]
Damn let's all take a hit of that...
[*more inhaling*]
Damn this is good (shit!)
Straight tokin', straight smokin'
Take a hit off the J cause the bong is broken
Wait, I gotta maintain for the cut
Put down the green, straight work it up
Cause it don't stop pushin' up for the 9-5
Mobbin' down the street flexin' nothin' but my pride
Locked up, and ready for the press
And even though it's all good foos keep sweatin'
But now it's time for the big payback
Throw ya hands in the air take a [?] layback
[?], goin' to the fifteens
Rockin' this shit from my town to S-D
Just a little sample, just a little taste
Feelin' the pressure with the bass in the place
On the rise, 'bout to get a grip on this shit
Cause the curve on the turn won't trip, won't slip
It's somethin' mad, that we go where we know
So here we go, once again, strapped up some more
Ready to handle my business like I should
Launchin' like a hood cause you know it's all good
Yeah DJ dumpin' it and fuckin' it up on the turntables
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
What's up Delux?
Yeah, got to say what's up to all my homeboys in the S-M-V
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
Yeah CLS blowin' up y'all (yeah)
