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sqad up - i’ll pay 4 it lyrics

[kidd kidd]
reeemix!
kiiidd kiiidd!
ohhh!
oh, sh-t, n-gga, yeah!
yeah, yeah, yeah, sqad sh-t n-gga!
that remix n-gga!
kidd kidd n-gga, m-zone n-gga, holla at ya boy!
look…it go

holla holla, kidd kidd sqader rider
got my momma closet stocked with prada top ta bottom steady piling
live good, f-ck ya problems, prolly f-cked ya baby momma
knocked a baby out her, got the latest model in my bed with ‘jamas
making her way to my shower, oh!
she ain’t have ta graduate from nursery school to be a head doctor, oh!
i’m that message in the bottle that you read but didn’t follow
now yo head is filled with hollows and you layin’ in that pothole!
me i’m on that ‘zant bottle store bout to blow like i’don’t know sh-t!
and i done got robbed before but not no more
glocks stashed in the mailbox right by the door, and!
i can’t do right by a hoe, i’m g’d up but through my eyes i see my soul
too much of a player to go out with a hoe
see me in (???) city with lil’ pec and joe
marlin don’t clubbin’ sh-t, but he bout clubbin’ a b-tch
we be f-ckin’ yo b-tch, you be lovin’ yo b-tch
i restructure her hip, then (???) on her upper lip
then she suckin’ the cl!ck man…that’s how it be in the f-ckin’ cl!ck!
you couldn’t be in my f-ckin’ cl!ck, i release till it f-ckin’ cl!ck
then release ‘em till it’s f-ckin’ cl!ck!
like get the message b-tch, read that letter quick…
open it up n-gga…what it say is, look;
get lower, get lower
if ye ain’t bout layin’ 6 feet then i suggest you get ya do’ up, quick!
this is a hold up, held at ya home
with the compilation to you say befo’ i discombobulate ya face!
any time, any place, anywhere, i’m there!
never square, never scared, then i’m heavy prepared
and this song’ll leave ya hearin’ impaired
it’s going down and you know where to get (???)!
but you (???) you!
pull it out and start runnin’, me i pull it out and start gunnin’
cause n-gga i ain’t stuntin’!
so don’t take me for a rapper cause you can’t
all i do us rap about sh-t what’s happenin’ on the ‘zant, i!
call shan, see what’s happenin’ on the ‘zant, he like;
tell fe what’s up with the dro’!
my muhf-ckin’ n-ggas, we (???) smokin’ then he up in ya hoe
she could do a hand-stand that way she touching the flo’, and!
a n-gga out ‘chea that’s touchin’ the flo’
no one on a level higher than the boy!
d-mn the boy! locked ya block down cause d-mn you boys
i’m here, i’m focused, i’m ready, i’m fearless, boy!
i’m a downtown vet, not no litt’le boy!
two on yo shoulders, one above yo mental boy!
i’m a lil’-short-fine-b-tch-gizzle boy!
that mean knifin’ yo b-tch, and that mean poppin’ yo b-tch, i!
still get them big nicks from wal
n-gga you could that x from slice
and he off tha ‘zant too man, you know how that go
i get that extra slice, i’m feelin’ extra nice
like what’s up with the knife?
and i ain’t lookin’ to get up in a fight
but n-ggas seem to see it’s me and get bucked in sight
it’s nut on site! yeah!
i’m with mike paper-chaser
don’t underestimate the boy cause he might (???) ya
dog, at night we ain’t patient
we be on that site for the k sh-t
get yo life lined on the pavement!
boy underground like i’m rhyming in the bas-m-nt
quick to buck it down b-tch, my nine’s juss waitin’
young’n on some sqad sh-t – now n-ggas hatin’!
get ya…hold up…

[lil’ wayne]
i ain’t even bout to spit man, this here is weezy man…
that was kidd kidd just now, just framin’ you b-tch, and you know what?
any n-gga wanna rap against my dog
or wanna put anything up against my dog
or wanna do anything against my sqad
my lil’ n-gga kidd kidd out for m-zone
any n-gga wanna step to the two with the lil’ black boy
you know what i tell ‘em?
i’ll pay for it, i’ll pay for it, i’ll pay for it, i’ll pay for it
if you want it nicca, i’ll pay for it
he’ll roast one of you b-tch -ss n-ggas!
this is sqad 6 the remix
and i got kidd back n-gga!
that’s like a million strong…
m-zone – that stand for millionaire and mazant

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