Gudda Gudda - We Is Squad lyrics

[Lil' Wayne] Yo - yea whattup world - SQAD sh** I go by the name of weezy He go by tha name of nut and He go by tha name of gutta And we... [Peanut Flame] b**h im sqad fa life Hit cha one time and if you dont die b**hes scarred fa life Yall n***as hermaphrodites Better grip ya torch is tight When we park and cut off tha lights Will hold tha fight Believe these lil dawgs a bite Im talkn phsyc When im on or off the mic In the rawest night You could afford tha price Call us soft or dark or light Jus becuz my voice is light The bottom of my arms is bright Tha chrome is right here Stand right here on tha site Yount wanna be in that place Witcha mom with a sad face While they go and put ur ashes in that vase Gimme room gimme git back space Fore i fix it where yo jaw can't git back strait And tha streets is too raw It can't git back safe If a josh should kiddy on tha strength of tha weight Look im not a white boy Not a new kid on tha block Want tha white boy halla Tha kidd on tha block ykno [Lil' Wayne] Ah ah ah ah ah its tha SQAD sh** Yea its that SQAD sh** Yea yea that SQAD sh** Oh oh SQAD sh** Yea SQAD sh** yea Its our sh** - halla at cha boy [J.Gutter] Its like a n***a dont git no sleep Im tryna be tha first n***a up So i can mirk tha street Sit flock fat rocks Gatta bag of trees f**in pigs on my a** - so they taxin me (J.Gutter) - i gives a f** let them ba*tards be (J.Gutter) - i got 100 trash bags of weed (J.Gutter) - give it ta fee and move rapidly (J.Gutter) - Supa in tha kitchen and he wrappin ki's Im on tha block n***a puttin in work Hustle hard from first ta first But wait it gits worst I gatta git it - til im lyin in a hurst Dreams ta lockdown tha souf side of tha earth Ima be gutta til im lyin in tha dirt These n***as askin am i dyin ta a nurse n***a im hustla im grind til it hurts Its gutta gutta b**h [Lil' Wayne] Yea ima hustler baby I just want you ta know And i love me some ki's Quarters ounces and o's Na while this bouta bubble So put it in there fast Ta take all this crack And go flood tha ave Cut it back crums ta grams From hand ta hand Dubs ta grands From the slums ta them industry club jams I keep it jumpin Supa my front man Becuz i gatta do this rap sh** jus fa a fronting And if i ever see tha day my muzik bu-bumb Back ta tha block ta pump sand Know how ta live call me young man And sh** i did it fa my daddy And understand if you lookn fa pitcture round that n***a in tha alley Whaaat n***as still got it all tha time - just find me True hustlers never stops ta grind - im grindin When the drought come around some prices go up My numbers come down n***a got hovers - got pounds - got bundles Slick with the hustle Weezy leave you with tha itch And the uptown shuffle Gimme a plate Come through with that sh** that they had back in 88 Balloons of h**ne Silver packs are 88 Crazy wait paper straight Lazy eye mercedes 5 Slow and drive We dont need tha cop ta pull us over got that blow in inside Man tha b**h ain't got no in size Cuz it stop with tha yay from tha flo up Come tell weezy wee you need that yola I got more coc' than c**a cola Ima solja holdin down tha nola [wayne talk ta tha end]