letra de all i know - sqad up
[intro: lil wayne, ad lib]
sqad up n-gga!
what you thought it was?
ya know…. it’s young wizzle ya know…
nutt the kidd you know!? ..
gudda gudda ya know?…
raw dizzy ya know?
fe – holla at ‘cha boy
birdman – ya’ll better go cop that…yea
[verse 1: kidd kidd] (wayne ad libbin throughout song)
my only fear is to hear my people screaming in church, (yea)
putting me in a he-rs- to go six feet in the dirt
so i want to be prepared for the worst
i keep my glock on burst – never on safety, ‘cause n-ggas hate me, (hate me)
and while n-ggas choose to hate –
i choose the tool i’m gonna use to blues your face, (blaow!)
then cruise the state, right after i lose the case, (holla)
my n-gga, i’m getting so high i can get me some clothes and move to sp-ce, (that’s a….)
a mazant-made mobster, (yeah) n-ggas praying they can stop us, (uh-uh) s-q-a-d ain’t another gang hotter, (yeah)
no real n-ggas on your team we’ll rearrange your roster (what!?)
?my? (whoah!)
if you don’t know, i am the original don dada
i’m not don dada but i ?
believe – youngen’s explosive man through your bombs up
3-2-1 times up, sqad up! holla
chorus:
[wayne]
all i know… is…
[gudda gudda]
is got my hustle on, get my grind on, and keep that iron on me
[wayne]
all i know… is…
[gudda gudda]
stack loot, pack tools, if it’s bad then i’ll jack you x2
[verse 2: gudda]
i keep my mind on my money, the boy is focused, (gudda…)
20 keys, vaseline wrapped in a focus, (gudda…)
approach us – and i’ll be on your porch with toasters, (holla)
like – give me all them jewels and dope cuz, you owe us, (us n-gga)
and if you looking for blow, dog
your boy got more white than a snow storm, (snow storm..holla) holla at your the young don (woooooo)
still sl!cker than a python – (woah)
six coupe kitted with the pipes on, (oh)
k.g.’s sl!ck sit tight fit right on it, (21’s)
9 milli with the light on it
guaranteed to take your life homey, (goodbye)
and i do it for the stripes homey, (stripes)
gudda ride at night with the m-th-r f-cking fire on me. (fire!)
i’m the type of cat that’ll take your wiz, (take her)
take her home let her ? the kid – (amen)
what i mean is: have my way with her face and sh-t (biatch)
then let wayne head take the b-tch (biatch)
it’s gudda gudda yea
chorus:
wayne:
all i know is…
gudda gudda:
is got my hustle on, get my grind on, and keep that iron on me
wayne:
all i know is…
stack loot, pack tools, if it’s bad then i’ll jack you x2
[verse 3: lil wayne]
got to get it grinding
got to get it for the sake of cake
never fake – i bet i’ll k!ll you for the sake of sake
youngen full of ambition like whatever it takes
never a day a snake make me/break me, i’m too thorough (whoah)
you no see tomorrow if you try it (no!)
youngen wrap up the game – i two-tied it
i move silent, like gangstas and mobbers
murderers and robbers relate to my problems
this take all the way back to the days i was starvin’
caged in apartment, youngen country-cajun from mazant, new orleans
raised in the part, where the crazies where caught
base babies, and cases over babies were fought – (woah!)
but not in court, but in the middle of the court – so pull up a seat, (ok)
watch a b-tch get beat until her fetus’ at her feet
this is only for the streets, i am only from the streets!
came in the game with them ? on my feet, (okay?)
now i’m trading lanes with the chromies? on the jeep, (arrr!)
just the homey, i ain’t deep
no phony in me
i vow in holy matrimony with the heat, (i do)
little whodie act a donkey with the piece, (i do)
spent all my change paying dues, i’m at peace
and right when it seemed that the team was in defeat, (ok?)
i sn-tched the ball from cousin, beat the buzzard by 3, now the buzzards’ over me, (ok!)
and cousin’s looking slim, (ok!)
and i won’t stop ‘till sqad up and the buzzards over them
i say – i won’t stop ‘till sqad up and the buzzards over them (n-gga…)
sqad up
chorus:
wayne:
all i know is…
gudda gudda:
is got my hustle on, get my grind on, and keep that iron on me
wayne:
all i know is…
stack loot, pack tools, if it’s bad then i’ll jack you x2
[outro: lil’ wayne, adlib]
ya know
weezy… weezy baby’s on the track
yea yea yea, this is gangsta sqad up n-gga
f-ck with it…
fe i see you
wanye here
ci ci, t. baby and raj smooth holla back
young yeeze… supa dolla… we here
uh, uh…. t streets..
weezy baby..
birdman, the d boys,yah
cmb, yah
the birdman november 26th biatch!
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