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The Federation Video (MV)




Performed By: Street
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Samson Kaitell




Street - The Federation Lyrics




Posted with the bale in my hand
F*cking all that talk man i live by the gram
Move another box man i push by the yam
I need a reup go on hit me with a pack
An i kept a lil line on em gats
We taking chalk risk man you just wouldn't understand
I put the 4s in with a lil wicked wicked wow
I brought the jaws in just so you can f*cking pipe down

Go tell em be quiet nigga
See i'm the one that's really got the pies nigga
Just tell me what you want i'll bring it right to you
I'm strappin it up i'm duckin it up then i'll bring it to you
Go put it in the compartment its in the back the ride it
You gone need a lil heart to push the pack an slide it
I just took another one coz i'm tired of getting tired
Just took another chance when i jumped in the car with brian
Mudaf*ck all these pussy niggas an we taking risks bout these sugar tickets
Can't trust none of these dirty bitches that be taking pictures tryna get a nigga exposed
I had enough of this shit
Putting on all my shit on
Had to take the piss
Had to go get rid of em
Had to make the switch
They didn't fit my catalogue
They didn't meet the niche
Go on an change em nigga go ahead an exchange em
They treat me like the mudaf*ckin damn statesman
We keeping all the sticks just like the park ranger
I load then i cock an let bark baby
Its gone spark baby
Yeah its on baby

Go load em up go load em up one time
I gave em all the food just for lunchtime
I had no time for talkin on the onetime
Coz i was too busy duckin on the one time
I had to keep clean an smooth like crystal
Coz round ere we shiftin pack like football
We some bonafide hustlers wrist is swiss ya
Had to go twist em up like dinho on some futsal
This ain't no cap i got your bms bussin down at the booty shaker
She didn't hesitate coz she know i'm a film maker
I showed alotta made sure it weren't a deal breaker
I'm twisted of these drugs coz i'm a pill major
Wo aye
I'm in the back with it
I know it was hard to miss a couple racks with it
They know i'm gone put it up yeah match with it
Oh oh i'm gone need her throat yeah while i smoked this shit
Different colour bags on a need to know
Push another pack its on a need to know
I just lit another match its what you need to know
I just made a call right now thats all you need to know

Its show up an show out nigga
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Posted with the bale in my hand
F*cking all that talk man i live by the gram
Move another box man i push by the yam
I need a reup go on hit me with a pack
An i kept a lil line on em gats
We taking chalk risk man you just wouldn't understand
I put the 4s in with a lil wicked wicked wow
I brought the jaws in just so you can f*cking pipe down

Go tell em be quiet nigga
See i'm the one that's really got the pies nigga
Just tell me what you want i'll bring it right to you
I'm strappin it up i'm duckin it up then i'll bring it to you
Go put it in the compartment its in the back the ride it
You gone need a lil heart to push the pack an slide it
I just took another one coz i'm tired of getting tired
Just took another chance when i jumped in the car with brian
Mudaf*ck all these pussy niggas an we taking risks bout these sugar tickets
Can't trust none of these dirty bitches that be taking pictures tryna get a nigga exposed
I had enough of this shit
Putting on all my shit on
Had to take the piss
Had to go get rid of em
Had to make the switch
They didn't fit my catalogue
They didn't meet the niche
Go on an change em nigga go ahead an exchange em
They treat me like the mudaf*ckin damn statesman
We keeping all the sticks just like the park ranger
I load then i cock an let bark baby
Its gone spark baby
Yeah its on baby

Go load em up go load em up one time
I gave em all the food just for lunchtime
I had no time for talkin on the onetime
Coz i was too busy duckin on the one time
I had to keep clean an smooth like crystal
Coz round ere we shiftin pack like football
We some bonafide hustlers wrist is swiss ya
Had to go twist em up like dinho on some futsal
This ain't no cap i got your bms bussin down at the booty shaker
She didn't hesitate coz she know i'm a film maker
I showed alotta made sure it weren't a deal breaker
I'm twisted of these drugs coz i'm a pill major
Wo aye
I'm in the back with it
I know it was hard to miss a couple racks with it
They know i'm gone put it up yeah match with it
Oh oh i'm gone need her throat yeah while i smoked this shit
Different colour bags on a need to know
Push another pack its on a need to know
I just lit another match its what you need to know
I just made a call right now thats all you need to know

Its show up an show out nigga
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Writer: Samson Kaitell
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