Fredo Bang – Street Team Lyrics

 

Street Team Fredo Bang Lyrics

Street Team Lyrics

 

Street Team Lyrics by Fredo Bang

 

(Ain’t that DJ Chose over there?)
(Mm, look like DJ Chose)
(Hardbody)

Riding round with glocks we got mops cuz yo street clean
Fuck a album I be pushin bodies this a street team
I just heard a song he screamin slatt slatt slatt slatt
When I catch him, I’ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
You can run and park but you can’t hide
Heard he dissed me in that song but he ain’t slide
I just heard a song he screamin slatt slatt slatt slatt
When I catch him, I’ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt

Choppa from New Orleans get that shakin it’s that choppa style
Smokin opps I can burn a nigga like a black and mild
He killed your mans I let him join the gang because I like his style
I’m in his shots I’m Andre got 3000 just like Idlewild
Dancing with that drakeo while I shoot check my two step
I’ve been knocking niggas off since I touched down I got a few left
He not my blood but I know cuz he keep a choppa, he got a blue belt
I set it off from bad ass but I’m not my cousin Boo yeah

Riding round with glocks we got mops cuz yo street clean
Fuck a album I be pushin bodies this a street team
I just heard a song he screamin slatt slatt slatt slatt
When I catch him, I’ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
You can run and park but you can’t hide
Heard he dissed me in that song but he ain’t slide
I just heard a song he screamin slatt slatt slatt slatt
When I catch him, I’ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt

Got a 100 in a drum what you mean this a party pack
And nigga bitch I’m running circles through my cul de sac
Tell your brother to chill before you never get your sibling back
Draco get that brrr brrr like I told lil DJ to run it back
Bitch I be with demons I’m real evil I can’t right wrongs
Got my stick up in that party so dont think this is a fight song
I don’t take no disrespect talk out yo neck you might not last long
They call me a dummy I just need somebody I can crash on

Riding round with glocks we got mops cuz yo street clean
Fuck a album I be pushin bodies this a street team
I just heard a song he screamin slatt slatt slatt slatt
When I catch him, I’ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
You can run and park but you can’t hide
Heard he dissed me in that song but he ain’t slide
I just heard a song he screamin slatt slatt slatt slatt
When I catch him, I’ma lay that blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt