Lyrics:
and ready to roll
(Roll) (roll) (roll)
And there they all go
I said "[Name], go up to that third block and flip a you-turn
Lyric clips ready? (ready) (ready)"
En flip en flip en flip en flip
Multiplicando toy en trip
Multiplicando toy en flip(en flip en flip en flip en flip)
Yo te arrebato , but don't trip
you only mad ya broke
Nope
Ain't got it
Boy what ya got in ya wallet
We just came here for the profit
Man all that we want is deposit
Yeah
I flip that
I hopped in a Cadillac, then I crashed, oh I'm like, oh flip, what the flip is going on
I'm flippin' crashin' all the time, always crashin' into me,
of the squad but they cannot coach
(At all) louis Vuitton holster
This for my niggas in the cell
And on they wall
They got a Nicki Minaj poster
The talk's over,
Yeah, what's up, Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch
A busa bus, yeah, Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once again
2003 muthafuckas, yeah
it out the bottle, flip the finger when she ready
Pretend she fuckin' when she dance, touchin' when she dance
Feelin' on her friends, do it for
in
The clicks start dancing and the broads start choosing
And the cars been parked but the rims keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred,
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
that
I live and die by my respect so I honor the code
Peep niggas who be out here flexing, stunting for hoes
And if you ain't never chose to remember
Red, white, blue, neck, skin, collar
Creek squad some people keep it gangsta, I
Just keep it country, oh Lord
Every single thing I got was got by me
I
Boy Brick Squad
This shit the mob, nigga
Cook! Bow bow, Louney G on the track
You know!
Bustin' bags down on the counter
Right next
clueless, wonderin' how I do this
Simple and plain, I run wit real niggas and squads that carry Rugers
Ayo, I shit you and noyds and spit that shit called
Yeah, what's up, Busta Rhymes, Keith Murray in this bitch
A busa bus, yeah, Flip Mode meets da Def Squad together once again
2003 muthafuckas, yeah
Jay but it's auto-immune we in the room
Squad full of monsters like it's a zoo
Among Us imposters kid who is you
Ridin' this beat yeah like a Suzuki
Rasta Squad Mixtape vol 1
Mocna ekipa fanatyków wierszy
Wezmę co moje ominę wyboje
Łatwo nie będzie bo stoją tam gnoje
Mam to na względzie idę po
Stock up on the beans
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Bread winner for the team divide those funds
Get this cash by any means whole tribe gone hunt
Sacrifices for
Stock up on the beans
Fee-fi-fo-fum
Bread winner for the team divide those funds
Get this cash by any means whole tribe gone hunt
Sacrifices for
the big stars
At tha top where JERK SQUAD about to be
Potential and talent I got that
Wannabes always wellin' we not that
All my niggas we be on the block
T boy came from nothing I was feed by them cans
Raised in the mud tough made I know who I am
Flew in from the coast flight came from Sudan
Jeans used
Due to technical dificulties beyond our control
Reggie Noble's stinkin ass will not be performing with us
Erick Sermon, keep keep it on
Def Squad
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
squad get it down like this
Whole squad buyin' rounds of Cris'
Whole squad got they crowns on wrist
Whole squad got a pound of twist
Whole squad got
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