| Front Street
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| Savage Squad
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| Ay Gleesh what’s up man
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| (808 Mafia)
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| Standing outside on Front Street
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| Yellow-black Charger it’s a Bumblebee
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| Them niggas down there don’t wanna run with me
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| Them niggas done they don’t want none of me
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| A hundred keys up that’s a hundred key
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| A hundred P’s up that’s a hundred piece
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| Thank God the Lord for trapping this weed
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| Thank God the Lord for trapping this weed
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| I said I’m down the street on Front Street
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| A hundred P’s don’t want beef
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| If niggas want to beat me
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| Niggas just don’t wanna be
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| 30 rounds and 30 rounds
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| The clip’s holding 50 rounds
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| 400 thousand shove it down
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| Still trying to calm me down
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| Pulling out, pulling out
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| Up and up the van’s loud
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| Dropping off, dropping off
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| Box of bullets copping out
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| Work with the working mobs
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| Niggas they just copping out
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| Dirty block, dirty block, that’s a dirty block
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| (Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
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| That’s a dirty cop
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| All you niggas sit there with the dog
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| The worst kind in the world
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| The best time
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| Standing outside on Front Street
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| Yellow-black Charger it’s a Bumblebee
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| Them niggas down there don’t wanna run with me
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| Them niggas done they don’t want none of me
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| A hundred keys up that’s a hundred key
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| A hundred squeeze up that’s a hundred piece
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| Thank God the Lord for trapping this weed
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| Thank God the Lord for trapping this weed
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| On the corner selling marijuana, Gleeshy in that Charger
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| Man we just hit a robbery
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| Been selling crack since I was eleven, I’m a triple OG
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| Man ain’t nobody hard as me
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| I’ll put this paper on your head, I’ll tell my niggas kill you
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| And they best not do it sloppily
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| I got my Ruger to my Eagle, told my tank I keep my shooters
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| And they do it for monopoly
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| You don’t want war boy, nigga check the scoreboard
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| Pull up in a two door, pull up in a four door
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| Shoot you in your front line, leave you on your front porch
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| Pussy ass nigga, I told you you don’t want war
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| Standing outside on Front Street
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| Yellow-black Charger it’s a Bumblebee
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| Them niggas down there don’t wanna run with me
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| Them niggas done they don’t want none of me
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| A hundred keys up that’s a hundred key
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| A hundred P’s up that’s a hundred piece
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| Thank God the Lord for trapping this weed
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| Thank God the Lord for trapping this weed |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Front Street , by - Fredo Santana. Song from the album Fredo Mafia, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп