[Intro: Lil Wayne, Ad lib]
Sqad up n***a!
What you thought it was?
Ya know…. It's young Wizzle ya know…
Nutt the Kidd you know!? ..
Gudda Gudda ya know?...
Raw Dizzy ya know?
Fe – Holla at ‘cha boy
Birdman – ya'll better go cop that…yea
[Verse 1: Kidd Kidd] (Wayne ad libbin throughout song)
My only fear is to hear my people screaming in Church, (yea)
Putting me in a hearse to go six feet in the dirt
So I want to be prepared for the worst
I keep my Glock on burst – never on safety, ‘cause n***as hate me, (hate me)
And while n***as choose to hate –
I choose the tool I'm gonna use to blues your face, (blaow!)
Then cruise the state, right after I lose the case, (holla)
My n***a, I'm getting so high I can get me some clothes and move to space, (that's a….)
A Mazant-made mobster, (yeah) n***as praying they can stop us, (uh-uh) S-q-a-d ain't another gang hotter, (yeah)
No real n***as on your team we'll rearrange your roster (what!?)
?My? (whoah!)
If you don't know, I am the original don dada
I'm not don dada but I ?
Believe – youngen's explosive man through your bombs up
3-2-1 times up, Sqad up! holla
Chorus:
[Wayne]
All I know… is…
[Gudda Gudda]
Is got my hustle on, get my grind on, and keep that iron on me
[Wayne]
All I know… is…
[Gudda Gudda]
Stack loot, pack tools, if it's bad then I'll jack you X2
[Verse 2: Gudda]
I keep my mind on my money, the boy is focused, (Gudda…)
20 keys, Vaseline wrapped in a Focus, (Gudda…)
Approach us – and I'll be on your porch with toasters, (holla)
Like – give me all them j**els and dope cuz, you owe us, (us n***a)
And if you looking for blow, dog
Your boy got more white than a snow storm, (snow storm..holla) holla at your the young don (woooooo)
Still slicker than a python – (woah)
Six coupe kitted with the pipes on, (oh)
K.G.'s slick sit tight fit right on it, (21's)
9 milli with the light on it
Guaranteed to take your life homey, (goodbye)
And I do it for the stripes homey, (stripes)
Gudda ride at night with the muther f**ing fire on me. (fire!)
I'm the type of cat that'll take your wiz, (take her)
Take her home let her ? the kid – (amen)
What I mean is: have my way with her face and sh** (b*atch)
Then let Wayne Head take the b**h (b*atch)
It's Gudda Gudda yea
Chorus:
Wayne:
All I know is…
Gudda Gudda:
Is got my hustle on, get my grind on, and keep that iron on me
Wayne:
All I know is…
Stack loot, pack tools, if it's bad then I'll jack you X2
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
Got to get it grinding
Got to get it for the sake of cake
Never fake – I bet I'll k** you for the sake of sake
Youngen full of ambition like whatever it takes
Never a day a snake make me/break me, I'm too thorough (whoah)
You no see tomorrow if you try it (no!)
Youngen wrap up the game - I two-tied it
I move silent, like gangstas and mobbers
Murderers and robbers relate to my problems
This take all the way back to the days I was starvin'
Caged in apartment, youngen Country-Cajun from Mazant, New Orleans
Raised in the part, where the crazies where caught
Base babies, and cases over babies were fought – (woah!)
But not in court, but in the middle of the court – so pull up a seat, (ok)
Watch a b**h get beat until her fetus' at her feet
This is only for the streets, I am only from the streets!
Came in the game with them ? on my feet, (okay?)
Now I'm trading lanes with the chromies? on the jeep, (arrr!)
Just the homey, I ain't deep
No phony in me
I vow in holy matrimony with the heat, (I do)
Little whodie act a donkey with the piece, (I do)
Spent all my change paying dues, I'm at peace
And right when it seemed that the team was in defeat, (ok?)
I snatched the ball from cousin, beat the buzzard by 3, now the buzzards' over me, (ok!)
And cousin's looking slim, (ok!)
And I won't stop ‘till Sqad Up and the buzzards over them
I Say – I won't stop ‘till Sqad Up and the buzzards over them (n***a…)
Sqad Up
Chorus:
Wayne:
All I know is…
Gudda Gudda:
Is got my hustle on, get my grind on, and keep that iron on me
Wayne:
All I know is…
Stack loot, pack tools, if it's bad then I'll jack you X2
[Outro: Lil' Wayne, adlib]
Ya know
Weezy… Weezy baby's on the track
Yea yea yea, this is Gangsta Sqad Up n***a
f** with it…
Fe I see you
Wanye here
Ci ci, T. baby and Raj Smooth holla back
Young Yeeze… Supa Dolla… we here
Uh, uh…. T Streets..
Weezy baby..
Birdman, the D Boys,yah
CMB, yah
The Birdman November 26th b*atch!