Lyrics:
Claudia, oh cholo (I am the God)
Only nigga walking through Sinaloa with the blower red
Chuck Taylors on and you know it when I show up
It's a squad full
to get that fucking pack
Flip it for full price I got enough to by a fucking strap
That shit keep me safe
If I go out you know I keep that on
Every
Arcitec
Couldn't have done it by myself
God was with me, ay
Every time I needed help
Squad would get me, ay
Couldn't have done it by myself
God was
honor roll (A squad)
So I had to flip the page even if I write alone (Uhn)
In this day and age you get bashed for spitting knowledge (Well I be damn)
This
Uh
As I sit in my B-boy stance
With flip-flops and socks, and sweatpants
We finna enhance your brain, check it out
Once upon a time not long
I don't care, Sermon, ayo, Talib Kweli
Come on, Whip, Def Squad, uh, yeah
Brooklyn, Long Island, uh-huh, Red Hook, what?
Hah, Chilltown, let's go,
boy
Don't you know you might plummet?
BENCHWRMRS my squad, aye
Already know how I'm coming
What they doing, man I done it
Aye
Usain man I run it
Aye
15
like you crazy, he got classic shit
[Verse 2]
Its the killa kid from the bronx
Holdin down to the death
You can hear the squad comin
By the sound
homie I'm watched by the police
Cops out patrollin', grab a Glock-40
Snipe at the squad car, story notinh
Fuck it if you want beef, click-clack, wack
Yeah you got the Philospher's Stone
Haha, it's getting crazy black is still
Black is still rolling up in here
Emma are you really
YMF kitty flip
gotta lie dawg you gotta watch your side
Cause everybody want to level up and never grind
Step aside pretender
I man a real warrior
Flip up the page
broke
Got my aim from the scope, got the game by the throat, damn
Okay, you popped up on me by surprise (yeah, yeah)
You see I never took you for
the Flying Squad's despair
For when they reach the scene of crime Macavity's not there!
Macavity, Macavity, there's no one like Macavity
He's broken every
wanna get it meet the blast squad
Commas, digits, numbers double flip it do the math boy
Young skeeze
I had to cut my ties off
When they see you winning
Terror Squad, Bird Gang, D-Block
Just a few of my niggas but
You might know em by the
Gangs in New York gangs in New York
Gangs in New York gangs in New
Why all these bugles cry
These squads of young men drill
To kill and to be killed
Stood waiting by the train
Why the orders loud and hoarse
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
they catching me fuck that i'm about to rip out
ripout and then i flip out make them whack niggaz ship out
harbor the jet go on vacation and take a trip
I can make a rapper go to sleep by doin' one thing
Look, bitch, get yo' head bust for tryna play with us (baow)
Keep the picture, catch 'em flip
up there, the covenant
Pistol right by my side, contemplate dumpin' it
Only if a demon try schemin' or touchin' me
Ooh, yeah, big drip on me
Don't
Blow it up,
Blow everything apart,
Rock it up,
Let’s rock to the stars,
Get out,
We gon’ mash out,
With the squad now,
Spazz out,
Till we black out,
Rollin', pockets on Bruce Bruce by Louken
Coming from colors like fruit loops remove goose
Hoes right behind me in 2 groups they too loose
Balling
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
the hounds
nothing to lose I gon ride
끌어올렸지 from 바닥
me and my squad flip the 판
기억이 나
빛이 안 보이던 채로 죽어있던 밤
but look at me now
changes I made it
flame yeah 붙었지 내
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