| Real street nigga, ain’t no flaw in my persona
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| Real street nigga, man they treat me like Obama
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| Real street nigga, got this 30 it ain’t gon' rumble
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| Real street nigga, I’m good up in that jungle
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| Rob you with no mask just to show you that’s it me nigga
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| First I find my target, then I get to shootin'
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| You could call me Fredo Curry when I got that Ruger
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| You only take pics with your strap, you ain’t gon' use it
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| You only take pics with your strap, yous not a shooter
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| Flexin' hard, got your baby mama down with my movement
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| She suckin' dick with her bestfriend and they cool in my Jacuzzi
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| She say I’m a trap nigga, she say you a loser
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| Can’t name one time I took a bitch to the movies
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| You the type of goofy that’ll fall in love with a groupie
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| I’m a type of trap nigga, in the hallway with a uzi
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| Broad day shoot outs you would of thought it was a movie
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| Scarface paid in full, I got the juice, I ain’t gotta prove it
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| Real street nigga, ain’t no flaw in my persona
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| Real street nigga, man they treat me like Obama
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| Real street nigga, got this 30 it ain’t gon' rumble
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| Real street nigga, I’m good up in that jungle
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| Rob you with no mask just to show you that’s it me nigga
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| I don’t fuck with niggas, co defendants turn to witness
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| Real trap king nigga, this is not a gimmick
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| Pistol smack my plug til he show me where his shipments
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| Shoot him in the head, got his whole family attention
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| I’mma say this once, everybody pay attention
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| Nigga fuck with me, now his whole family missin'
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| Real trap nigga, real street nigga
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| Real fuckin' killa, real drug dealer
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| I was only 12 when I first start sellin' dope
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| You was on the porch with your mama jumpin' rope
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| Trap just did a triple double, weed, molly and coke
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| Police run up in my trap, I’m shootin' through the door
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| Real street nigga, ain’t no flaw in my persona
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| Real street nigga, man they treat me like Obama
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| Real street nigga, got this 30 it ain’t gon' rumble
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| Real street nigga, I’m good up in that jungle
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| I’m a real street nigga, real street nigga
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| Rob you with no mask just to show you that’s it me nigga |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Persona , by - Fredo Santana. Song from the album Fredo Mafia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп