Lyrics:
Old cat, your new jeans
Claws drawn, cold and comforting
In search of warmth your lap can provide
While my blood chills by your wintery side
It's Killa
It's a Toronto ting (It's Killa)
Telling em' bring that, bring that cash
You know we flip that, flip that bag
Bring that, bring that cash
You know me
With the squad
We're the team
What can I say, the brothers be on the way though
And by the way, you flexing with Mr Ayo
They tryna rave,
Winning with the squad too easy
Fucking up the game too easy
Winning with the squad too easy
Fucking up the game too easy
Winning with the squad too
entire, new, movement
Busta Rhymes, Flip Mode Squad, I salute y'all
Yeah, yeah, come on, everybody rise
Yeah, yeah, enough of the intro shit, let's get
(cubreyus on the beat)
Uhhh, Squad tryna get some money
Uhhh, Squad tryna get some money
Uhhh, Squad tryna get some money
Uhhh, Squad tryna get
Yeah yeah it's T-Hype and the Born Loser from the Duo. Def Squad. Right now
New York Chi-Town 6-0-6-4-4 act like you know. 95 realize and recognize.
God!)
I can get the whole squad on the line (Whole Squad!)
I could get a bomb dropped by ya home (Get Bombed!)
I could light ya whole squad off a dime (On
up on yo nigga
Most of these hoes
Be screaming they loyal
Go fuck on a nigga
After sucking that nigga
Whole squad hit her
Ain't none of my business
But
was like nine, mental was on a decline
Still told him my mom I was fine
By seventeen, I hated being alive
Couple of times that I tried
Two times ten,
Bo jestem cały czas na szczycie
Nigdy w dół zawsze w górę
Ci hejterzy będą w chmurach
Tylko ja i mój squad kurwa
Tylko ja i mój squad kurwa
Tylko ja i
You know the motherfucker did it
[Judge]
Well the court sentences you to death by electric chair
(Some guy laughs)
[Bizzy Bone]
We had
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
to Flip, she agreeing on that shit
(She agreeing on that shit, Uhuuh)
Real genuine she Won't Hesitate to show it
(She Won't Hesitate to show it)
Her love
flip those
I'm the boy, case closed like a flip phone
I just wanna skrt off, in a Lambo
All by myself, like Commando
Boy i go hard, like Rambo
You know i
and he sent it
I call on the father I know that he listens
I try to stick by him I don't want no distance
My team is the greatest whole squad full
dollar bill, bill bill
We gon' flip this bitch and get some mo' dough (we gon' flip this bitch!)
And won't you tell 'em what we do with the pape's (won't
contest, contract to sign
By blood, I'm in this squad for life
Hear about out my windpipes, and I just chime
I'm the reason you guys won't say that line
fresh, stay popping the tags
Shit flip small time, that's what I said
You having trouble on the block
Slanging lil ass bags
They can't fuck with S bags
Lex, Lex, we in this bitch, throwing gang signs, man
Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick, Brick Squad, Brick Squad
Ay man, step to the side right now, man
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,
Get this party started
Def Squad, yeah, Flipmode
Raw Footage, uh
Yeah
While I write, y'all jump in
Take a ride with me
New Hummer, no leases,
Since day one niggaz died at the Don
'Cause I was anon now Terror Squad is a thousand beyond
Not only strong but we loyal and royally treated
flip
(Zip, zip)
I love her and she loves me
And she's my zip, zip gal you see
She's a ball and full of fun
She's just loved by everyone
Zip, zip
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