Da Streets Freestyle
Fabio Fiocco Lyrics
Da Streets Freestyle Lyrics
Da Streets Freestyle by Fabio Fiocco
Uh yeah
I'm back (thats right)
Ghetto Fuckin' Fab niggas
Street Family
Desert Storm
Get it on
[Verse: Fabolous]
I slide through in the name of the streets
In the Range with the feets
With TV screens in the frames of the seats
I'm a pimp that slides into dames that I meet
I rather just slide slugs in the chambers of heat
I'm the reason other rookies in the game couldn't eat
I'm the player Ly put in the game as a cheat
Ya'll just tryin' to slide in the game in my cleats
Ya'll could never be a ghetto superstar like me
Whats the matter you confused?
I ain't flattered or amused
I don't know who put 'em in or what batteries they use
But I got a clip for the slugs fatter than a fuse
The rat tat tatta from the Uz
That tell you
Nobody do it sooner than son
And he walk around with stones that look like the moon and the sun
You know its real when another artist's street teams comin'
Up to me askin' me when Street Dreams comin' nigga
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