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letra de foaming out the mouth - rome streetz

[intro skit]

[verse: rome streetz]

ayo, my only comport is my own reflection
the flow perfection
n-ggas don’t want smoke they rather dope injections
life’s a b-tch i bone sometimes with no protection
was broke with no reception ’till i found a coke connection
tote a weapon cause the shady used to re-up by the golden lady
ayo, forever the motto is “f-ck you, pay me”
new york streets made me cagey
trusting too much then you crazy, my scripture paint a vivid picture like scorsese
my bul’ wavy, lacе the track i spit the -rs-nic
romе known for smoking garbage artist like jars of piff
nowadays you better watch who you mobbing with
n-ggas shapeshifting got two faces like harvey dent
not to many real, fraud n-ggas is a large percent
that’s who i’m targeting, gem star scar your skin
i never stop ’till the crib got a retract-o-roof
ferrari’s out back, a million stacks, views of malibu
my vision clear like a glass of absolut
still could never match my attributes
cats salute when i’m passing through
my b-tch bad with attitude, on the ave the acid move
started out with nothing so hustle is what i had to do
just to get the feast, living recklessly
from li to schenectady and telly’s pressing up a piece
you know the st–z chasing cheese been what we about
keep dope to have the fiends foaming out they f-cking mouth
n-gga, its rome streetz, brrrttt

- rome streetz

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