LilSquad - Finale lyrics

Intro:Dj Superstar Yeah, This Right here Is Fresh Money, First Up Is My Main Man LilSquad, get 'Em! Verse 1:Lil Squad Yeah, Comin' Straight Off The Jet, To the Studio & I Hate All These People Who Sayin' Coolio When I Was Unsigned People Would Say "Who He Yo" Then J, Saw Me, he Said I'm One Of the best Who he Know I Will Take Ya Head Off, & Shoot It Like a Free Throw And "I Have a Dream" The Best That Dr. King Ever Spoke I Just Stay On That Kush, So I Ain't worried Bout Coke Dj Superstar: Yeah Next Up We Got My n***a OG! Verse 2: Lil OG Yeah, It's Been A Minute Since I Last Went Off Gucci On Ya CD, Turn That Has Been Off Two Mill Heading To My Mom, just sent Off Put a dick In her mouth, until that b**h cough Yeah, My House Like a complex I'm gone off this sh** Lil C Comin' Next Dj Superstar: Yeah Next Up Is My Lil n***a C Get Em C! Verse 3: Lil C Yeah, It's Lil C In This b**h Ya Flow Stink, Like Some Pee In This b**h Uh, The Last Line Stupid This Weed Got Me Twisted, Like a f**in' Arubics I Turned On A Lil B Song, & Said Yo Who's This Yeah, His sh** Kind Of s**ish And Y'all Some Racist b**hes, Call Ya Uncle Ruckus Put The AK Up, You Better Try & Duck This I Got The One's Up, & I Bet You Won't Touch This Dj Superstar: Yeah, Next We Got The Very Talented, Lil Soldier Verse 4:Lil Soldier Yeah, Where I Come From, People Call Me Soldier Boy Pull The Pistol From The Back, & I Will Hold Ya Boy You Were My Slave, Until I Sold Ya Boy Uh, Nah, That's Breaking The Law Any n***a Wanna Rumble, I'm a Break His Jaw Yeah, Red On, But No Flag In The Back Pocket You Can't Even Get No High, Like a Bad Rocket f** Any Challenger, cause There Just a Bad Rocket Shot Gun Pulled Up, Get Away Or You Can Hear Me co*k It Dj Superstar: And Now, The Boss!!! Verse 5: Lil JJ Uh, Fresh Money, We're So In This b**h And You Can't f** With Me, This The C.E.O In This b**h Some n***as Like Huey, They Got a Afro That's So Thick Blood Game My n***a, Da, Da, Doe In This b**h! Yeah, Shot Out To The Boss He Go Bye Mack-Maine You Can't Holler At Me, I'm In The Back Plane & You Can Talk Yo sh**, I Spray Up Yo back Mane Just Stay On That Weed, Cause Crack's Lame Superstar Ain't Get Off, Man That's Lame Yeah, OG Ill, C Bad, Soldier k**in' Ain't Gon' Talk About Boogie, Cause That n***a Stealin' & I'm In The Mula Ocean, Hundreds Gettin' Reeled It Uh, As I Pa** Around, I See The Faithful Crew Don't Talk sh** Cause I'll Kane & Able You I Will Kidnap Ya Wife, Ya Son, & Ya Brother Able Two Uh, This The C.E.O And Fresh Money At The Top Of The Game, n***a We Know! Fresh Mula Babyyyyyyyyyyy!!