Fredo Santana Follow

feat. Ballout & Gino Marley

[Intro]
Street Nigga
Hell yeah I'm a street nigga
Street Nigga

[Hook: Ballout / Fredo Santana]
Street Nigga
We some motha fuckin' street niggas
Street Nigga
Street Nigga catch me In the street nigga
Stay with it,you know i got my heat nigga
Street Nigga
We some motha fuckin' street niggas
Street Nigga
Out here in the street nigga
Street Nigga
Sellin every brick for cheap Nigga
Hell yeah we in the mother fuckin' street nigga

[Verse 1: Fredo Santana]
Real street nigga
Nothing more nothing less
If i go broke I'm robin' everybody else
Fuck a bitch and hit the door
A hunnid dollars on his chest
Them killers comin' right at you
So please don't get wet
30 with beams on it
Man please watch your step
Only want the top baby girl, i don't want no sex
Only aim for top, so fuck nigga fuck yo vest
Only aim with 300, so fuck nigga fuck yo set
And I only carry choppas, no hand guns so don't get wet
And we don't go by rules, you can call us young diplomats
And I've been sellin' crack ever since i use to flip on [???]
Lookin at for cops i use to stash my pack

[Hook: Ballout / Fredo Santana]

[Verse 2: Ballout]
Out here sellin every brick for cheap nigga
What you want you we out here in the streets nigga
Whippin up pies, i don't fuck with weed nigga
In the hood I'm the fuckin' trick or treat nigga
All the junkies in the hood fuck with me nigga
They even fuckin' wash my car for free nigga
Sometimes i give back [??] for free nigga
Holla if you own it, work with me nigga
I'm a boss nigga, i don't fuck with cheap niggas
In the kitchen cookin chickens smokin' kesha
In traffic in that fuckin beamer
Remember [??]

[Hook: Ballout / Fredo Santana]

[Verse 3: Gino]
Street nigga everyday In the streets nigga
Free work so we let it go for cheap nigga
Never played the crib always in the streets nigga
Got bags off under my eyes no sleep nigga
Plug got it but he only trustin' me nigga
Left my [??????] crib its just some weed nigga
Whole life changed when i started using dishes
Whole life changed my uncle taught me how to whip it
But you gotta do it right its all in the mixing
Most my nights i spent up posted in the kitchen
But you gotta do it right its all in the mixing
Most my nights i spent up water whippin'

[Hook: Ballout / Fredo Santana]