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INTRO Abm [Hook: RZA] Abm Free Abm It's goin' down, d-d-down, it's goin' down Abm Free Abm It's goin' down, d-d-down, it's goin' down Abm I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell Abm From where we at to my man's cell Abm I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell Abm From where we at to my man's cell Abm Free [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Abm Straight outta cell 12 a hell fell on my lap Abm A nigga was born to rap 'bout drug tales and all the rats Abm This is for Chef Jr., now that's Italiana Abm Chicken Parmesan and bocce with my Pizanas Abm I told my I'll die with my honor Abm Six bad bitches, some marijuana, with Abm If you could see the pictures and the scriptures that these bitches sent me Abm Hopped in the Ghost, my wiz jumped in the sister Bentley Abm When Suge had the roll, Jay start the Roc Abm I was in the car fuck the cops Abm With the killer cross, had Iverson on the block Abm Graced the cover of The Source, tell me that ain't hot Abm When in for RICO, kilos, wish they gave me the max Abm Fuck them T.O.'s, and for hatin' new crack Abm Four months on the toilet shit, I can do that Abm Came with thirty, left with three, now how the fuck he do that? Abm Most these niggas in the Fed shoulda been in the State Abm the Texas to Brazil, now we raisin' the stakes Abm I seen Gordouli, know that nigga big like Chapo Abm Shout out to you know who, let me fuck in the chapel Abm first thing in the mornin' Abm Tried to send me to the shoe for the first pair of Jordans Abm I had a thing for the secretary, wassup Ms. Jordan? Abm All that ass in them pants had you feelin' important Abm Left with J's on my feet, J's, J's on my feet Abm Straight out the cage, sun raised on the beach Abm And I ain't got to lie, my son raised on the beach Abm Crib with the elevator, Gabe on the piece [Hook: RZA] Abm Free Abm It's goin' down, d-d-down, it's goin' down Abm Free Abm It's goin' down, d-d-down, it's goin' down Abm I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell Abm From where we at to my man's cell Abm I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell Abm From where we at to my man's cell Abm Free [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Abm Gun choke, move dope, niggas know my repertoire Abm Bulletproof smart car, level six AR Abm Cocktail, Molotov, burn heat, turn heat Abm Revolve, cock, bang, revolve, it's off Abm Cocaine, medating, codeine better lean Abm The fuck out my way, drive the bricks down the highway Abm Its an anthem when I rant, fuck you think I am, Kanye? Abm I had them wearing vests, now these niggas wear dresses Abm I take you back to the essence, free of charge a nigga so large, these niggas is stretching, I bless 'em Abm The pounds the purple with profits precise Abm With precision, we'll move you up the [?], you get that right Abm Money motivation, this bread in the basket Abm Go ahead, say something 'bout it while you gettin' your ass kicked Abm Niggas back on the New York bullshit Abm My little man post up in the bank with a full clip, he let it off [Hook: RZA] Abm Free Abm It's goin' down, d-d-down, it's goin' down Abm Free Abm It's goin' down, d-d-down, it's goin' down Abm I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell Abm From where we at to my man's cell Abm I move rhymes like retail, make sure shit sell Abm From where we at to my man's cell Abm Free [Outro: Barbra Streisand] Abm Free again Abm Back to bein' free again Abm Back to bein' me again Abm With all my precious freedom Abm My precious, precious freedom