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Squad Five O All We Have

crew on a wall I see you slipping and you think it's me There's something preying on us that we just can't see We might be all we have someday So treat

head, always a tack head You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead As sex drugs and violence, balance the scales of reality Y'all don't

is we push the dream cars, fuck the queen broads puff the green raw, we as real as it get We the R-O-C dot A dot Fellas Bitches don't talk to us, the

fro, with the fro when we toast, So all the punks in the partner planet, Plus every single fool, cause without all of yall, Helter Skelter roll with we

the air Aight, for everybody, all our peeps out on the corners All the alleyways, for all our deceased Incarcerated peeps, brothers on the streets Nineteen ninety-five

Rick Ross, Rich Boy, Snoop and The Game And for my ladies, we have, Ne-Yo with Usher Y'all have a seat, we be right back, mothafucka... [Interlude: Shawn

lump Nigga, we are, the supreme squad You can dream hard but reality is We push the dream cars, fuck the queen broads Puff the green raw, we as real

) A little bit lighter really sets the mood Have you feelin' like everything is so damn cool Hop in my Five-Double-O Roll up my window asshole your lettin' out all

I'm from Uptown and that Nolia we sold smoked chumps Quick to steal a nigga any time of the day If his ass outta line we ain't standing all day Pimp,