Front Street - D4L

Woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Bankhead, we ain’t never scared

You heard what Lil' Mark said

D4L put it down, radio gotta play it

Still on that front street

Fuckin?

with them young G’s

Cicero, Martin Luther King

Bankhead boys all down with me

Harris home still my home

County boys got them toys for y’all haters

Can’t pull my card, I’m Mookie B, the dope E mate

Paper chasin', weildin' it, grab the mike

And keep that motherfucker, stay crunk

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Big trucks, big bucks, stunt man stay flexed up

Ice on my wrist to my motherfuckin' neck up

Y’all niggas ain’t never heard of me

Like that song called Shit Me

Ain’t too fly for a ki, lemme get that price to me

Hit me on my cell phone 44 368

Posted on that front street

Get there check and don’t be late

Label me the bad guy, cash flow it multiply

Never seen so much money in my bank

It stacked so high

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Woah, woah, woah, woah

That’s front street, woah get geeked like O

Like Stunt ain’t got no rap give 'em 2 dollars Fabo

I can pop like lo, make you bend your knees till your hips go

Next time you think first before you run your lip, hoe

I was born Evangelist, see Bankhead ain’t havin' it

E for real, got the trap locked down

They front street rappin?

it

245's on that new Rov, oh

Sucker you will die when that front street, woah

I pop, I roll, won?

t beat at the trap door

And a hundred D4L fans runnin' through that back door

Woah, woah, he’ll do it now

Woah, woah, she’ll do it now

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Swerve like this through that front street woah

Range Rov, 24's with a pocket full of dough

I’m lo, get?

em lo, let 'em know, shoot a bow

Oh no, D4L done walked through the door

And we high off dro, knockin' haters to the flo?

Make a way to the bar for tha Cris and the Mo?

Fabo geeked up, do your dance on a hoe

He done popped another Sprewell spinnin' like O

Like woah, nigga, spinnin' like woah

Like woah, nigga, spinnin' like woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

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Woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Bankhead, nous n'avons jamais peur

Tu as entendu ce que Lil' Mark a dit

D4L pose-le, la radio doit le jouer

Toujours dans cette rue principale

Putain ?

avec eux les jeunes G

Cicéron, Martin Luther King

Bankhead boys tous avec moi

La maison Harris est toujours ma maison

Les garçons du comté leur ont offert des jouets pour tous les ennemis

Je ne peux pas tirer ma carte, je suis Mookie B, le dope E mate

Papier chasin', weildin' it, attrape le micro

Et garde cet enfoiré, reste crunk

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Gros camions, gros sous, le cascadeur reste flexible

De la glace sur mon poignet jusqu'à mon putain de cou

Vous tous les négros n'avez jamais entendu parler de moi

Comme cette chanson qui s'appelle Shit Me

Ce n'est pas trop voler pour un ki, laisse-moi obtenir ce prix pour moi

Frappe-moi sur mon téléphone portable 44 368

Publié sur cette rue principale

Arrivez à destination et ne soyez pas en retard

Étiquetez-moi le méchant, le flux de trésorerie multipliez-le

Je n'ai jamais vu autant d'argent dans ma banque

C'est empilé si haut

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

C'est la rue principale, woah se faire geek comme O

Comme Stunt n'a pas de rap, donne-leur 2 dollars Fabo

Je peux sauter comme lo, te faire plier les genoux jusqu'à ce que tes hanches s'en aillent

La prochaine fois que tu réfléchis d'abord avant de faire couler ta lèvre, houe

Je suis né évangéliste, tu vois Bankhead ne l'a pas

E pour de vrai, j'ai verrouillé le piège

Ils rappent dans la rue ?

ce

245 sur ce nouveau Rov, oh

Sucker tu mourras quand cette rue devant, woah

Je saute, je roule, j'ai gagné ?

Je ne bats pas à la trappe

Et une centaine de fans de D4L traversent cette porte dérobée

Woah, woah, il va le faire maintenant

Woah, woah, elle le fera maintenant

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Front street, woah, front street, woah

Woah, woah, woah, woah

Vire comme ça à travers cette rue principale woah

Range Rov, 24's avec une poche pleine de pâte

Je suis partant, compris ?

em lo, faites-leur savoir, tirez un arc

Oh non, D4L a franchi la porte

Et nous défoncé, renversant les ennemis ?

Se rendre au bar pour Cris et le Mo ?

Fabo geeked, faites votre danse sur une houe

Il a fait éclater un autre Sprewell qui tourne comme O

Comme woah, nigga, spinnin' comme woah

Comme woah, nigga, spinnin' comme woah

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