Lyrics:
Our legacy's bound on this gridiron now
Our legacy's bound on this gridiron now
Our legacy's bound on this gridiron now
Our legacy's bound on this
on the
Gridiron grind
If you could then you would but you can't
Do it like we do it we gonna smear them in the paint
Ain't giving up today
They a meal on our plate
and goal
Hand off game official
Hit the Griddy
Running through the hole
Whole lotta Spartans on the gridiron
Friday nights official student section
Out they
Lace up your cleats and get the crowd pumpin'
This time of year is like next to nothin'
Go win it on the gridiron
Hit 'em so hard they're hearin'
Hit'cha so hard you'll wanna retire
History's on the gridiron
Field generals and gunners for hire
Exposin' fakes and the liars
It's comin' down to the wire
over here so nigga stay in your lane
And them M boys tough,we like the gridiron gang
Yeah, and them M boys tough we like the gridiron gang ya dig
cin't no limits in the field, it's a warzone
We show up ready to kill, get your game face on
This a call for the fighters, the soldiers, gridiron gods
cnd
Yuh, knahmtalkinbout
We over here in the Gridiron, three in the mornin'
This song here is dedicated to all them boys that put it down befo' us
"Welcome to the revolution", He said
With a pirates persona he snatched the gridiron Madonna
And the day grovers called for his head
He's crazy
SENSATION
"WELCOME TO THE REVOLUTION" HE SAID
WITH A PIRATE'S PERSONA HE SNATCHED THE GRIDIRON MADONNA
AND THE BIG MOVERS CALLED FOR HIS HEAD
HE'S
FUBU, and Phat Fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no
and phat fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for
spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for static, I strap tools
through
Word is bi-dond, rock esco, fubu, and phat fi-darm
Every time i get my spit on, no doubt, i spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track
and phat fi-darm
Every time I get my spit on, no doubt, I spark the gridiron
I step up and bless the track and spit a jewel
We keeps cool, no need for
mean
He dated high tone girls
With frosty pom pom curls
But he never gave out his ring
He was the best of the best
He met the gridiron test
An there
I'm ballin' baby ("big ballin'")
Gridiron on the beat
Big house, big car
Hoes everywhere, ice everywhere, money everywhere
I'm ballin' man, I
me in the game now (I'm in the game now)
Uh, gridiron with the gang now
They're hearin' with a lane now
Mahomes second with a ring now (ring now)
games, well the bed is a grid-iron
I love you when you hate me and I ain't even know why
Right there, uh-huh, don't faze me, no ting, no guy (uh-huh)
Especially when I'm coin with that Def Squad click
Can you relate to an intense, motherfucker
Gridiron mic cuffer, terror to the jugular
Smother all
front of the TV cause he’s watching gridiron.
My Daddy My Daddy SO HAPPY!
Happy for a reason cause it’s Football Season!
My Daddy My Daddy SO HAPPY!
dance to the madman's beat cause
I recruit, she smiles
Gridiron match for the lonely hearted
tears on a second hand electric guitar
look to close,
Meet us on the gridiron anytime we can solve them
Never scared that the Jaguars motto
You gone need a million wishes from a genie in a bottle
Can you
Gridiron Gang, nigga; shackle & chain me
Never again will I trust you, my friend
You broke in my house and broke all of my shit
You left me alone to clean
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