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price & wyclef jean - squabble lyrics

squabble lyrics
[part i]

[intro: wyclef jean and price]
ayo, sa ka fet, it’s the original refugee, you know what i mean?
fugee tribe, haitian general, trust me
the preacher’s son, you already know
a young thug, them a call me what?
wyclef jean, trust me
right now you’re in dangerous territory, you know
dangerous territory
price official rap battleground, you know what i mean? make some noise
ayy, ayy, ayy, y’all, come on, y’all can go louder than that, now
yeah, that’s what i’m talkin’, yo
i got one thing to say, man
yo
somebody’s gonna catch a body
low a, trust me
right about now we gon’ bring out some spitters
and you see this stage, this the stage where you guys showed it
you really paid that price, you know what i mean?
and listen, i’ma tell y’all like this, man, don’t get alarmed, you know what i’m saying?
there might be some pushing, some shoving, nine times outta ten, somebody gon’ get squabbled
squabble, squabble, squabble, squabble (squabble, squabble, squabble, squabble)
yeah
(nabeyin)
just+just+just+just
[chorus: price]
just last night i had a squabble with my demons (demons)
ass round, skin brown, lord, you know my weakness
what we on? (on, on, on, on)
executing and repeating (what, what)
count the blues then repeat it
just last night i had a squabble with my demons (yeah)
ass round, skin brown, lord, you know my weakness
what we on? (oh you the n+gga price?)
executing and repeating (what, what)
count the blues then repeat it

[verse 1: price]
last night i squabbled all my demons and got packed out
someone told them that my skin was brown but on these beats i black out
uncle found out i was pushing powder in my granny back house
when i’m pullin’ out this benz, the only time you’ll see me back out
that’s a factory, physics pure mastery
check my back, it used to be a knife, now it’s a battery (charged up)
smoking kush factory, jeans straight from gallery
put my girl on salary, protect tamika mallory (it’s crazy)

[chorus: price]
just last night i had a squabble with my demons (demons)
ass round, skin brown, lord, you know my weakness
what we on? (on, on, on, on)
executing and repeating (what, what)
count the blues then repeat it
just last night i had a squabble with my demons (my demons)
ass round, skin brown, lord, you know my weakness
what we on? (oh you the n+gga price?)
executing and repeating (what, what)
count the blues then repeat it (woo)
[verse 2: price]
i swear i could’ve signed to eazy+e (facts), so west side
death row and suge needed me, so west side
i’m talkin’ candy stores and beady be’s back on left side
in this habitat, d+mn, where all the daddys at?
in the pen, one on the call, young homie gun in draws
his granny sick, if you look like a l!ck he making you strip, no kevin mccall
gave ’em all a head start but ended up finishing ahead of ’em all
my girl’ll ignore if the president call, you built a foundation you never could fall (for real)
feel like big gip, rico, andre, big boi, sleepy, c+lo
i’m kicking flavor like i came up out the dungeon crew (out the dungeon crew)
stack w’s for all the years i watched my uncles do (watched my uncles do)
i’m screaming run ’em eight (run ’em eight), fresh as soul food (fresh as soul food)
jet magazine, you n+ggas old news (go ‘head)
i kiss my girl, her skin lookin’ like nutella
i’m the closest thing to hov and like the little bro of mandella
it don’t make it no better that—

[chorus: price]
just last night i had a squabble with my demons
ass round, skin brown, lord, you know my weakness
what we on?
executing and repeating (and repeating)
count the blues then repeat it
just last night i had a squabble with my demons (yeah)
[part ii]

[verse 3: price]
ass round, skin brown, you know my weakness, god
who’d have thought the kid that use to get beat’ll beat the odds?
raised by men that kept guns but couldn’t keep a job
head down, up, down, up, that’s right keep the nod
keep the bounce, keep the bop
keep the bounce, keep the rock
sometimes i get lonely and let the speakers knock
tryna to find the love below inside my broken speaker box
n0body told me life was full of doors, keys and locks
just pray you choose the right one
most times the n+ggas that’s the softest be the hype ones
most times i hit 2nd street just to light one
close my eyes and see the cross is where they tried to nail me
went from hate to very blessed, there’s nothing you can tell me
i didn’t ace every test, but still you never failed me
he held that gun to my chest but still you never failed me
had my back, kept me on track when they tried to derail me, on the real, yeah (uh)
(this one for the most high, yeah)
fifteen years old, that baby really could’ve been mine
could’ve been in that car with damarcus that flipped ten times
should’ve been with marlin, i’m talking ’bout ’til the end times
laughing at martin falling off the horse on thin line
colored numerals in my rollie all came in time
like the county building, dmv, i stayed in line
now i’m with my cousin splitting dividends, it’s divine (ayy)
women screaming for me like raheem devaughn (ayy)
supreme hood on (yeah), back wheel on
put the team and hood on, i’m so khalid muhammad
grinding in riverside, eating chicken a week old
writing down these lines, holding my son is my cheat code
masterminding plans with my queen put me in beast mode
all praise to the mother of camille, zeke, and leeko, zay, niecy, and mito
the whole family gotta eat properly, no keto
ducking all the evils
all the crooked district attorneys and paralegals
ducking hoochies when i’m at the roscoes off of pico
never ducking amigos
ducking all the covid 19 vaccine needles
taking flights with my bae, we headed to montego
thank you god for never failing me when i called, i swear i owe you it all
price

[outro]
um, do you know where the food is?
because i heard it was oxtails in the back somewhere

- price wyclef jean lyrics

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