Dave East & Harry Fraud Ft. Curren$y – Red Fox Restaurant

Download another hot new mp3 free audio song by Dave East & Harry Fraud and it’s titled “Red Fox Restaurant ft. Curren$y”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of their newly joint album which is titled ‘HOFFA’.

 

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Dave East & Harry Fraud Ft. Curren$y – Red Fox Restaurant MP3 DOWNLOAD

Lyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]

At the present time, we have no information as to the current whereabouts of Mr. Hoffa

We have no information that he is living or dead

(La Musica de Harry Fraud)

La, da-da, la, da-da, la, da-da, yeah

 

[Verse 1: Curren$y]

It was a stable way of livin’, still a nigga had to stop

At the rate we was gettin’ it, how could we refuse to cop?

I took over the block, stood on top my money, saw a way out

The high life, every night, we livin’ like the ball drop on New Year’s

But that ain’t firecrackers that you hear

Best believe there’s candy stashed beneath them trees

Them boys will blast you, then they’ll flee the scene

Don’t ask me what team I’m from, what side I’m on

Eastside, New Orleans where I started, top of the world before I’m done

This the never die corporation, makin’ wages with my neighbors

Porsche’s and Ferraris racin’

I work hard and I made it, y’all niggas hardly, hardly hustlin’ garbage

And they bars is scribbled on some toilet paper

Blaze I got it, my gang keep the ladies excited

She saw the car that I’m drivin’, and now she wanna get fucked inside it

Happy to oblige, every day I’m high (Every day I’m high)

Came here to collect my check, now show me where to sign (Sign, sign, sign)

La, da-da, la, da-da, la, da-da, yeah

 

[Bridge / Interlude]

Early yesterday acting on a request from the Hoffa family

Police found Hoffas’ car in the restaurant parking lot

Said it showed no sign of a struggle

 

[Verse 2: Dave East]

No need for no doctor

You disappear like Jimmy Hoffa

Blacked out in the spot, pour the Hennessy, I don’t drink no vodka

On my Poppa, I done blew more tree than any rasta

One more shot, and we can rob ’em

Lot of jokers, we ain’t got ’em

Niggas spiteful

I’m far from religious, ain’t read the Bible

I pray Allah forgive me, don’t care about goin’ viral (Goin’ viral)

Wanted the condo with the balcony, the staircases spiral

Fuck a mask, pull a bare face and find you, and surprise you

Been low from dice games, ’cause they’ll line you (‘Cause they’ll line you)

My whole life changed when Nas said, “I got you”, I paint it just like Picasso

I don’t owe you nothin’, you lucky I let you taste this bottle

They been on my body, no lyin’, I never chased a model (Chased a model)

Now if I post a photo, I bet it gonna make ’em follow

Dig in either pocket, pull some cake up out it

You had your own dream, you could’ve went and did your thing

Didn’t have to hate about it

There so much I could say about housin’, just glad I made it out it

 

[Outro]

I have never witnessed anything in my life, such as what has been going on here the last eight weeks

An Atmosphere of fear

An atmosphere created by United States Marshals, by the FBI, and the Government as a whole

For the sole purpose of harassing, and trying to frighten citizens of the United States