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Haha Squad God bless, man Squad One-zero-one-seven 19 years old, just met the plug (Flocka) Black ass nigga, mouth full of golds (Flex) No top Vert, yellow Corvette (What?) Fresh out of a Jeep, plug at my doorstep (Turn up) He said I got to a show tonight, bring all your friends (Huh?) All y'all getting in, everything on me (I got it) So I call my niggas from the dealer CP (Turn up) I do 25 if he fucking with Gucci (Pow-pow-pow) The loyalty's forever never think different, G (I salute) Brick Squad Monopoly, we do it B-I-G (We real) I do it for my friends, fans and my family (Uh) Young ass nigga getting money, got 'em hating (Hahahaha) Contemplating on they next move, they need a Flocka (Squad) Kid, don't kick yo' feet, I'ma bring them M's back That's some real shit (Flocka) Against all odds Yeah, we made it Made through the storm and rain Against all odds SongtexteSo shout out to my haters (Whoo Kid) Ain't nobody stopping me Ain't too many niggas I trust They don't make niggas like us (Nah) I'ma OG, I don't know me, but three young niggas in my trust (Squad) I got AK's on my van, I got AR's on my bus (B-r-r-r) I won't let a nigga, I bet a nigga that'll wet a nigga ass up (Yup) These niggas just mad at the squad because they broke as a joke You get mad at the TV, nigga go break the remote I put my feet up and smoke, Flock got the game and the yolk I got yo' bitch in the blender, I got that ho on the ropes I had Woo go get the scope and shoot yo' ass in the throat On ma, I was outside walkin' calm but we four deep in the Ghost And you gon' smoke on regular weed because you are what you smoke 'Cause I'm trapping and rapping, I'm pouring a four You smoking a ounce but I'm blowing a boat Cooking and jugging and charging the low I'm serving the dope and I'm swinging the dope Against all odds Yeah, we made it Made through the storm and rain Against all odds So shout out to my haters Ain't nobody stopping me Some say I'm good, other say I'm average Tryna duck these haters, beat the eyes and live life Damn, lil bruh, they gave Ty ten to life Now we up on trial for another fucking murder Free my nigga P, I say free my nigga P It's funny how they salute you when you in these fucking streets And throw dirt on you when you get locked up Always keep it real, never had my chain tucked I'm from Riverdale, Clayton County, nigga did you hear me? Just bought a Ghost and Bentley, pussy do you see me? Money not the topic 'cause cash I got plenty Salute my nigga Gucci, salute my nigga Gucci Had to say it two times, the third I'ma bust In the squad I trust, can't cross my niggas Money can't buy this loyalty Money can't buy this loyalty D-I-E for this loyalty D-I-E for this loyalty Squad Against all odds Yeah, we made it Made through the storm and rain Against all odds So shout out to my haters Ain't nobody stopping me Ain't nobody stopping me Against all odds Fatality Ain't nobody stopping me Against all odds Ain't nobody stopping me Against all odds Aus Songtexte Mania