squad - d-block europe lyrics
[verse 1: dirtbike lb]
bad b-tch on the sofa, whippin’ up with that soda
stretch the food like yoga then reload on that yola
in that cut with “eight-skee”, john tell when tracey
in the kitchen all bait g, with the work up like pastry
in the “e” with b, he said will be will be
big homie he a real boss, cah that n-gg- make me eat [my n-gg-]
in the ghetto with c, cuttin in the bentley, [skrr]
he said the hood’s hot right now so keep the spinner on me
the other side they ran from me, that 45 it jammed on me
switched up the whole plan on me, luckily i had my yank on me
see them young gs they starving, they’ll smoke you for a bargain
my little n-gg- wanna be chief keef, he’ll hit you up no asking
imma ride up the hood like chino, or back to the trap with a kilo
i got ace in me but i’m rico, fish came through like deebo
in the blender with kb them cunch strips they drain me
then realised they paid me so i spent 5 racks on my main “screen?”
[hook: aero sinc]
yeah she know i’m on my job, that sh-t don’t ever stop
young n-gg-s making guwop, yeah we really make a lot
older n-gg-s call the shots, yeah they really run the block mayne (man)
youngest n-gg- in the squad. x2
[verse 2: young adz]
uhh, recognise a star when you see one n-gg-
i’m calm i’m chillin’ but my n-gg-s wanna squeeze on n-gg-s
just called jada i put down the phone like we on n-gg-
do your research on the squad when it’s on cuz we off n-gg-s
signed to kiss “through?” the same don, in “chi?” chicken with my chain on
24s no days off, 1 green light “ricky?” gon’ shoot your face off
my n-gg- buss that case no juju, catch that body make hoodoo
i got a bad b-tch i make her strip the brick and then strip for me on some stripper sh-t
almost 36 zs that ain’t enough, bye bye b-tch on that angel dust
which b-tch bad that we ain’t f-cked?, who got work that we ain’t sucked
play sh-t on the t servin’ up, had to go mosque with my burner tucked
we got on sight beef that’s crackin cah we known for taking boxes and nappin’ n-gg-s
lb 12 o’clock when we see our boy, aps and rollies we them boys
be swung on your box like “delahoy?”, that leng light had a n-gg- up in dr boy
uhh p-ss that b-tch like a relay, my little n-gg- shoot like we bay
18 in that 14 plate
[hook: aero sinc]
yeah she know i’m on my job, that sh-t don’t ever stop
young n-gg-s making guwop, yeah we really make a lot
older n-gg-s call the shots, yeah they really run the block mayne (man)
youngest n-gg- in the squad
yeah she know i’m on my job, that sh-t don’t ever stop
young n-gg-s making guwop, yeah we really make a lot
older n-gg-s call the shots, yeah they really run the block mayne (man)
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