Перевод песни D4L – Front Street

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Still on that front street f*** wit dem young g’s Cicero Martin Luther King
Bankhead boys they down wit me
Harris home still my home county boys got them toys ya’ll M*** F***
Can’t pull my card Im mookie b the dop e mate papa chasin weildin it grab da
mike and keep that M*** F***
S*** crunk
Front Street Woah
Woah woah woah
Big Trucks Big Bucks stuntman stay flexed up ice on my wrist to my M*** F***
Neck up Ya’ll
N*** Ain’t neva heard ov me like that song called S*** Me ain’t to fly for akey
dont make me give that
Price to me hit me on my cell fone 44 368 posted on that front get there check
and dont be late Label me
Tha bad guy cash floa it mutiply neva seen so much money in my bank stacked so
Thats front street wo get geeked like O like stunt ain’t got no rep give em 2
dollas fabo i can pop
Like lo make ya bend ya nees till ya hips go next time you think first befo you
run yo lip (o)
I was born evangelist see bankhead ain’t havin this we got the trap locked down
yall freshly rapin it
2 35s on that new rov oh suka you will die when that front street woah i pop i
roll beat at the trap
Doah and a hundre D4L fans runin thru that back doah (Woah) (woah) he’ll do it
now (Woah) (Woah) she’ll Do
It Now
Swereve like this thru that front street woah Range rov 24s wit a poket full ov
dough Im lo Girl Im lo
Let em know thow a bow oh no D4L dun walked thru da doah and we high off dro
knokin hatas to tha flow
Make a way to tha bar for tha cris and tha mo Fabo geeked up do ya dance on em'
he done popped anotha
Spree well spinnin like O like woah N**** spinnin like woah, Like woah N***
spinnin like woah