Lyrics:
Rocking out with a GLE hand on my hip
When I pull out and aim I guarantee a spliff
and my money is moving all it do is flip
And I'm shooting for
it's Friday the 13th
And I am up too no good
You should know by now
Misunderstood, so lets get it started
Like I'm the departed
I will take 2, because
brothers with me when I buy diamonds and kicks
We stuck by sides in this clique
No switching sides we don't flip
Cause we've been through it all
Way back
the scene, it's for that
I got a ghetto dream, a few licks
A few rings
I made a few flips, the money grew wingz
Squad took the chips I talk a few rings
Talk
these days, they ain't goin' by the books
Proceed with caution, if you're not
You're lost in these fucked up times they
Have no remorse in
Get twisted,
touch I, but revamp the squad
Gettin' loops, saviate on contact
[Verse 3]
The triflyn four fists, sparks another spliff
Bodies left stiff, you can't
Ihr seid Bitches ich hab keine Konkurrenz Yeah
Bin ein Dealer du bist Konsument Yeah
Designer an meim Körper leuchtet hell Yeah
Kaktus Squad wir
could die for ya friend
Back to the money I'm countin these ends
Flip me a stack and i do it again
Chasin the money in love wit the M's
The squad done
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
Yeah
Boss up, boss up
Godfather to the crew
I'm up, what's up?
Baby girl, what it do?
I try, I try
I try to be best
Don't lie, mob rides
Whole squad
Aye, aye, aye, aye
GRRRRRRR RRRRAH
Fuck with the squad
Nigga thats my gang gang gang
Fuck with the squad
Nigga thats my gang gang gang
Fuck with
love our music slowed down by screw
[Lil' Flip]
Down south lil flip wreckin all these boys
Major labels don't even wanna call these boys
[Lil' Flip
homies come too
I love my squad
We up in this thing, like what that shit do
I love my squad, I love my squad
I love my squad, I love my squad
Back up in
Jij degene die verliest blijven flossen zoek die kies
Finesse je squad en ik verdwijn hard van binnen ik voel niets
Al die fakers heb ik door ik ga
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 shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
Cause I ain't gettin indicted
With fools around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
It's cool you flip
Washington Heights dime lo tato you know
Todo bien tato capo, uh oh
Somebody tell Cuda, let me in this cherry lounge
This ain't Queens homie you surrounded by
I make it with my squad)
Wass Gang, nigga, Wass Gang, nigga
They know who we are
I pray I make it with my squad ayy, yeah, uh
(Shyheem, whoopty-whoo)
Yellow diamonds
Pissed off
Football season flip dog
100 Gs by kick off
I'm crazy
I'm crazy
I'm bout to hit KP
He VL you know he go brazy
Counting this
Not the same person my nigga we different
Nigga speak facts you niggas speak gibberish
Hustlin ass nigga get the bag in an instant
I flip it one time
CHcSING cFTER GOD
Intro (0.00 - 0.07)
56 Records; Hey Hey; We the Jesus squad
Chorus (0.08 - 0.38)
Holy bible in my hand; am certified to the T
I
smooth
Eagle solo with the squad, gotta stay with the tool
She just want to fuck, I’m like baby that’s cool
Keep the pistol by the bed because
And right about now at this particular time
As we bring this LP to a close
Busta Rhymes and the whole entire Flip Mode Squad
Would like
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
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