Lyrics:
[sample of "If and When" by The Three Degrees + Fat Joe]
I can see loneliness, heading my way
The light, of love has blown out (it's a new day
a DOPEBOY
Lookin like money everytime I flow by
Haters hatin on me i don't know why
Cause I'm come from da bottom
Were da sun don't shine
Pops died young so I
RUMBLLLLLLEEE!!!
[Letha Face]
The diabolic witty, dialect's darker than Gotham City
Wit the possibility to stop your walkin ability
God forgive me, spark
pencil full of poisonous lead, the devil
He wants me to murder this beat, so I will
He told me there are doubters who question my skill
They wanna put
happened next
Another bitch came by to give me sex
It was kind of strange I was thrown off
The last bitch got her head blown off
But fuck I ain'tsta
across the map and shit
Presenting the first lady of the squad so give me dap and shit
[Rah Digga]
Sayin' peace when you see me; play the role like
Tell your broke-ass menace come get me gone, we gon' bust him off
Drop tape by tape and don't promote at all, that's just my runner up
I know that he
like an abortion
Word is bond, you made a mistake
and struck out, while I'm home safe at the plate
Def Squad, act like you know, backed by Russell
and dem whining up dem looking so nice
I whining on she, she whining on me, we getting on we getting unrully
All up and the squad all down by the bar, we
Death Squad, Crowbars, Poetic Crow Productions, that's enough of the introduction
Bullets got you sweating, that's to be expected
Facing off against
Gang shit
OTF (grrah-grrah)
I'm laughin' at you fuck-niggas
This that real shit, you feel me (L's)
We ain't on that fuck-shit
Shout out Nuski
The way we really doing it, these motherfuckers probably wouldn't believe us
Flipmode Squad by all means, a pledge of allegiance
With the great feeling
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
Turn up with the key to sleep
In my hood i run it up
In the party we turn it up
I swear nigga we the plug
We be killing all the squads
We be killing
me
And since my pops never knew me
My family didn't know what to do with me
Was I somebody they despise? Curious look in they eyes
As if they
by a mack
Ima be up in my bag
Aye!
Young Boys
Coming up
Don't give a fuck
Watchu say
I'm bout my bucks
We the shit
We level up
Me and squad
Keep it
to get 'em up with two thugs
Runnin' side by side with number one
Murder mo drop my gauge on 'em
When the po-po chase,
If they catch me barehanded I'm
the noise, you with the boys, we raging
But you can leave it all behind (behind, behind)
Cuz you’ll have me right by your side (your side your side)
Room's
twice
We roll it ,roll it ,roll it ,roll it twice
Me my squad yea we up
Me my squad doing number you already know we ain't letting up
I could feel it in
Two-hundred and fifty-five-thousand pounds
Of guerilla shit funk fo' yo' ass motherfucker!
Bricks to Brook-nam, we hold it down, PPP Def Squad
Ya tell me once
ya we be gettin money what's up
all the bad ones by the bar pour up a cup
its on the team catch us smoking in the cut
fuck with the squad we going up
Jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
This that summer jam
Chill out with your squad
Roll a bunch
Written By: Scott Gonzales (Sinizter)
Russian cK get to drummin', leave him gushin'/
Whole squad of shoota's and we layin' down the scunyan/
Seven
dreaming
She calls me a demon
Baby i believe it
Do it for the team
Making money, chasing dreams
Do it for the squad
And we stirring up the pot
Do it for
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