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Fredo Santana - Kill You On Camera Lyrics



Fredo Santana - Kill You On Camera Lyrics
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I'm a Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera

Get too close then I might just shoot you
You ain't a street nigga you a mothaf*ckin' goofy
Should I come outside with my .40 or my Uzi
Or should I come outside with that .40 or the AK
I don't need no mask I'll do this shit bareface
Keep some shooters in the hallway, by the staircase
It ain't gotta be dark kill him up in broad day
Kick a nigga door kill his ass in his own place
Savage Squad bitch we some mothaf*ckin' terrorists
Savage Squad bitch most wanted in America
I stay on the road, like I drive for Uber
You can't hang with me, 'cause you ain't a shooter
Duwop I got my TEC and Duwop he gon' shoot you
Watch his brain hit the floor and we gone keep it moving
Rain, sleet or snow shit we gon' keep it moving
Rain, sleet or snow shit we gone keep on shooting

I'm a Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera

Wake up in the morning I'm like where my drugs
Wake up in the morning I'm like where my gun
When I cop some work I'm tryna double up
When I cop some work I'm tryna double up
If your bitch want me to f*ck I only want the tongue
Everywhere I go you know I got a gun
If a nigga tweak I'mma shoot it up
All my f*ckin' Glocks come with big ass drums
We gone fight the case if we gotta run
Bitch I jumped off the porch since I was f*ckin' young
I was only 10 when I was selling drugs
Been up in the streets, ain't did what I had done

Front street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
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I'm a Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera

Get too close then I might just shoot you
You ain't a street nigga you a mothaf*ckin' goofy
Should I come outside with my .40 or my Uzi
Or should I come outside with that .40 or the AK
I don't need no mask I'll do this shit bareface
Keep some shooters in the hallway, by the staircase
It ain't gotta be dark kill him up in broad day
Kick a nigga door kill his ass in his own place
Savage Squad bitch we some mothaf*ckin' terrorists
Savage Squad bitch most wanted in America
I stay on the road, like I drive for Uber
You can't hang with me, 'cause you ain't a shooter
Duwop I got my TEC and Duwop he gon' shoot you
Watch his brain hit the floor and we gone keep it moving
Rain, sleet or snow shit we gon' keep it moving
Rain, sleet or snow shit we gone keep on shooting

I'm a Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera

Wake up in the morning I'm like where my drugs
Wake up in the morning I'm like where my gun
When I cop some work I'm tryna double up
When I cop some work I'm tryna double up
If your bitch want me to f*ck I only want the tongue
Everywhere I go you know I got a gun
If a nigga tweak I'mma shoot it up
All my f*ckin' Glocks come with big ass drums
We gone fight the case if we gotta run
Bitch I jumped off the porch since I was f*ckin' young
I was only 10 when I was selling drugs
Been up in the streets, ain't did what I had done

Front street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Front Street savage, all my niggas super grimy
Run off with that work don't make me come and find you
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
Don't make me kill you on camera
Ooh, don't make me kill you on camera
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Writer: DERRICK COLEMAN, JOSHUA LUELLEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.




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