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Elm Street Video (MV)




Performed By: Juney B
Length: 1:47
Written by: Junior Kai




Juney B - Elm Street Lyrics
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1 2 Freddy comin for you
3 4 better lock your door
5 6
Do his block like it's Elm Street no sleeping over here
Foe nem cracking off them seals red cup leaning in his hand
Talk to One5 he all well Got my killer in the can
But we outside in the field you won't catch me in the stand
All dem killers off them pills got them glocks tucked in they pants
They all ready for the drill get shit rockin like a band
Get to shooting like a film we be bussin of the xan
Yeah my shorties they be thrill Got my niggas on the Kill
Real demons in my klan we don't f*ck wit niggas
Like a virgin my chop ready just to f*ck a nigga
Niggas envy what you got so I can't trust a nigga
Bloody Mary who we got I'm ready to dump a nigga
Tell foe nem we ridin me n bro slidin laughin while doin hits
Well they say they hidin
Bet we gone find him
Make sure I send a blitz
This AR gone scope him
Knock out his tokens
Make sure he out the game
Why niggas be lyin always be woofin they ain't the set that they claim
But that shit don't matter
Make his brain splatter like we was playin wit paint
Out this world like I'm Saturn
Take trips to Atlanta
Kick doors with my f*ckin haitians
Man Tone got the ladder
Get put on a plater
These niggas ain't droppin location
Pour 4 of the oz and we got the blow
Put bro in our next rotation
Gang
1 2 that bitch ain't for you
3 4 the feins comin to the door
5 6 We don't do politics
7 8 gotta move all the weight
9 10 Hit his block up again
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1 2 Freddy comin for you
3 4 better lock your door
5 6
Do his block like it's Elm Street no sleeping over here
Foe nem cracking off them seals red cup leaning in his hand
Talk to One5 he all well Got my killer in the can
But we outside in the field you won't catch me in the stand
All dem killers off them pills got them glocks tucked in they pants
They all ready for the drill get shit rockin like a band
Get to shooting like a film we be bussin of the xan
Yeah my shorties they be thrill Got my niggas on the Kill
Real demons in my klan we don't f*ck wit niggas
Like a virgin my chop ready just to f*ck a nigga
Niggas envy what you got so I can't trust a nigga
Bloody Mary who we got I'm ready to dump a nigga
Tell foe nem we ridin me n bro slidin laughin while doin hits
Well they say they hidin
Bet we gone find him
Make sure I send a blitz
This AR gone scope him
Knock out his tokens
Make sure he out the game
Why niggas be lyin always be woofin they ain't the set that they claim
But that shit don't matter
Make his brain splatter like we was playin wit paint
Out this world like I'm Saturn
Take trips to Atlanta
Kick doors with my f*ckin haitians
Man Tone got the ladder
Get put on a plater
These niggas ain't droppin location
Pour 4 of the oz and we got the blow
Put bro in our next rotation
Gang
1 2 that bitch ain't for you
3 4 the feins comin to the door
5 6 We don't do politics
7 8 gotta move all the weight
9 10 Hit his block up again
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Writer: Junior Kai
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