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the same gear daily, like a soldier in my squadron
I heard she let Jake investigate from her window
Cause she's a nympho, suckin' dick and coughin' up info
army move in on your squadron
You sittin' still you know you a target
You heard you better duck down
Yeah we gettin' set to get rid of y'all that's
the flow gun
We Mobb'n, Hit Squad'n
We got dough but it ain't from robbin'
We rock microphones it's out job and
Squadron motherfucker and the name is
You wanna talk crazy wreckless, you wanna talk slick?
You can't control your anger homey so you lost it
Now the Squadron comin' through, so what'chu
on soul train
The niggaz that's a problem is minimal margin
The Colonel, Captain, Lieutenant, General Sergeant
Black, one man army move in on your squadron
And he lookin' for a bad bitch for his squadron
That's how we got together, see he control the weather
I leave my planet never without my um-ba-reller
no more run with mi squadron
Dem say dem some goons, what's a goon to a goblin?
Underground King, Likkle Wayne, dreadlock Rasta
She say she a queen,
respected, like a Pride Fighter champion
Out in Japan, I was ready to smash one
It's real, son, I hold down my squadron
Ghostface and Life scared Madison
It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I
There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by
No pipes did hum or no
It was down the glen one Easter morn, to a city fair rode I
There Ireland's lines of marching men, in squadron passed me by
No pipes did hum or no
niggas hood-hoppers, don't give a bitch no options
I do this shit for my squadron, ain't got no time for no conference
I call up some real niggas, but
Calling all wild out squadron, come report to duty
Sexy ladies with the duty come shake that booty, JA girls
[Chorus:]
Breakout, breakout (Bruk
Calling all wild out squadron, come report to duty
Sexy ladies with the duty come shake that booty, J-A girls
Breakout, breakout (Bruk wine)
Squadron
Movin' like one in unison
Beg your pardon
What they call me
A hundred on a Harley
Out of nowhere, and keep you surfin' like Brawley
Narley!
Drive by your community
I'm doin him, we bombin
Droppin on your muthafuckin squadron
Heartless, bring these muthafuckas rigor mortis
For the moment, ? ? ?
could be the sergeant in a squadron full of wallahs
What a waste
What a waste
What a waste
What a waste
Because I chose to play the fool in
boo boo kitty|Go boo boo (I love it baby)|Go kitty|Go boo boo kitty|Go boo boo|Go, go boo boo kitty|Go boo boo||I'm in this bitch with ma squadron
daddy was the sergeant
Black Life Matters, before we was marching
My squadron stretched from 87th to the 9, real niggas on the grind
With the power
when I wrote this (where was you?)
Up the top with the street team hangin out, hangin Squadron posters
Me and my dogs homey reppin
in case
[Parrish Smith]
Rap terror terror, EPMD, a new era
Off the richter scale, blowin hotter than ever
with the Squadron, beg your pardon, got
economics
*SQUAD*
Group of men, women
Unified force
Squadron
Movin like one in unison
Beg your pardon
What they call me
A hundred on a Harley
Out
nigga, be quiet
Scum Gang be the wildest
Scum Gang be the wildest
Yeah, rollin' with my niggas
Rollin' with my squadron
I say yeah, we don't know them
softer than cotton
Fight me or squash it 'cause I ain't 'bout the spit boxin'
Hootin and hollerin' like a cheerleader squadron
You can't be like me
need my squadron
I was flying before d-day
Now I'm warning you of falling
I'll tell you when you're going down
Sometimes I get these questions
It
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