Nick EBeats - Squad (Remix) lyrics

(Intro: Jiaer Lavon) Yup. (laughter) THIS THE REMIX! [Hook - Jiaer Lavon] Them n***as lacking in the field man Adjust ya' hat or you'll get peeled back You in Chiraq boy we don't play with that No scrappin' boy, the strap can get you k**ed fam I said oh my,f**ing, God! These girlies love a n***a squad I said, oh my f**ing, God! CUZ I'm, who these n***as hating and b**hes wanna be dating, I got 'em poser relating on my squad! Verse 1 - Savii: (Verse not given) [Hook - Jiaer Lavon] Verse 2 - Wiley Devon: P-P-PAUSE I got a 22 on my draws I pop six 6 shots No cop, won't stop Till the barrel of the Glock dissolves What the f** is beef? You f** n***as ain't finna f** wit me Ya got nothin but snakes in ya company, but you claim that you love the streets Any kat that ain't dumb could see I'm a halfrican a**asin from the rocktown You f*ggots ga**in, when im pa**in put the Glock down Or you'll be lackin in traffic and hear that 'pop' sound I'm talkin hollow tips homie, yeah them hot rounds Jesus please help me cope wit my demons You f** wit my squad then a young n***a squeezin Leave a f** n***a bleedin For the cut or the treason And if im in Bucktown i get buck for no reason Ridin by and I ain't slidin dimes Baggin up a gram that's my 9 to 5 I got the fire in my eyes Movin line for line And from the Rock to the Chi boy i grind for mine IL-est in this b**h better call the law I got dawgs in the parks and they all go hard If we catch em in the yard Squad on squad If we catch em in the yard It's a squad on squad! Verse 3 - C.2 Fresh: Kicking it with my squad like bruce lee Getting moneys is known as my J-o-b Its crazy how we k** it daily going to the top Opportunity knocks, like a bomb we will drop Just watch, right on time like a clock Yeah I bring the heat and I ain't talking no Lebron Flame on, yes we are fantastic I'm lyrically gifted, never had no practice Yeah the haters s** just like a vacuum Yeah u kno we get it cracking Our squad deep and we never lacking (Our squad is deep and we never lacking) Getting it done and 'bout it Real n***as around me I said real n***as surround me and I stay fresh like bounty Money's all that we counting Yeah I got bars like county Numbers all in my head you can call me an accountant C.2 Fresh is on it, yeah I'm all about my racks Shooting shots like Steve Nash I'm with my Squad get peeled back! [Hook - Jiaer Lavon & co*kii] Verse 4 - co*kii: On the seen getting green, got a n***a at his peek Got a n***a catching fire like lebron on the Heat Cause these n***as they be thinking that I'm lying on the beat Until a youning gotta go and drop a line on the beat Man they lie in these streets Man these n***as they haten on me, its clearly to see Put it on paper to read These features they come with a fee unless u part of the squad, and the family Real n***as and Young n***as who get cash know cash rule Yo main chick wanna give me neck cause cause she know I'm that dude She said come over to the crib, and let her go nuts for my cashews, I said yeah only if the team hit, she said "yeah, you can hit and the squad too!" They asking questions, talking about the singing thing n***as showed me the ropes, let's say I learned the ring of things I play smarter then these n***as I'll prove it to you I let this bring around my barrel hula hoop you But it ain't time to shoot u, cause you ain't f**ing with me You little boys with toys trying to tussle with me You a f**ing sissy, you trying to piss me off Small fries get dunked in the dipping sauce , SQUAD! Pre-Hook - Jiaer Lavon: These n***as lackin' in the field man..... Verse 5 - Hashius Clay: (Woo, woo!) Start the verse wit some hot / cuz i go harder than crack rock / fireworks light the whole block / if you a track star get get ya leg popped / fto dont f** wit opps / and real n***as never talk to cops / see 12 and we change the subject / no twitter thuggin / see me in public / bout the beef / no lunch meat / for breakfast i ate the beat / real gs don't ever creep / broad day cuz this sh** sweet / trap a lot / free guwop / and in a couple days / they gon free hot / free marlo he a real hitta / a couple bands / getchu missin n***a / about my money / like a brinx truck / i got the hot hand / so just try ya luck / need the commas / like a grammar check / finesse a b**h / for some free neck / can't trust n***as / im paranoid / strapped up and don't got a foid / smoke strong / im on steroid / and yo b**h shake it like a polaroid! Verse 6 - Wornsockz: Okay now it's my turn Haters get cut off, like side burns & if they mess with me they'll learn Don't f** with me, having drinking they're urine... (are you serious?) did I say that? Running this game like a running back Hating a** n***a, f** around and get sacked Money real swole, thats why my pockets real fat like WOO! I tell em... Go hard, no concrete I promote the peace call me Ghandi I got two girls and they're siamese I said man I go to work And your girl say I'm a flirt And yeah, I live in Illinois but Delaware is still my turf, yeah All I talk is money but I'm all about my business Straight k**ing beats around me, make sure there is no witness (Wornsockz and Jiaer Lavon) I got a few haters I got marked on my hitlist Money knocking at the door and I'm never asking who is it... (Igh!) [Hook - Jiaer Lavon] Verse 7 - Jiaer Lavon: If we catch em lackin I'ma re-up I'm not a thug but the n***as around me are.. I call Jay Young and get yo a** gone Get ya a** whacked with the muh f**in drum like ratta tat tat And n***as don't know how the f** I do that, when I switch my flow and I keep it moving Tell a n***a move back if it ain't about the green hoes see me in the scene they be like who that? b**h I'm me, and I'm all about that tax and spitting facts While them n***as steady fibbing in their raps, that's a fact, lil n***a bag back You don't want problems with me Whether with raps or out in these streets I am not hood but but my n***as they be See I lived in the hood I.was young as can be, but I moved off them streets with my family tree I'm robbing yo b**h straight up outta yo sheets Get outta space man get outta my league You a coward to bulls man you don't won't this beef GODDAMN!