The Champions

[Intro: Lil Wayne] What up squiddy This ya cat weezy baby Here to speak on tha sqad IE young money Ya'll niggas gotta feel me man Even peep where i'm at See what i see Like my muthafuckkin young team ain't the fuckin best niggga Like i ain't got gutta Like i ain't got nut Like i ain't got dizzy Like i ain't got yo Like i ain't got me nigga What tha fuck wrong with you calm ass Pussy ass, bitch ass niggas This shit right here is young money This marks the first fuckin day of closure For the rest of you bitch niggas If you ain't young money or cash money You ain't seein money nigga That's how the shit go We here to take this shit I'm charged lawd, i'm charged Nigga, we gonna kick this shit off I got my producer bout to start this shit off My producer on the track plus spinnin' Eat them niggas up rod [Verse 1: Raj Smoove] Damn wayne niggas need to stop Think about the sqad for a change We the shit nigga stackin chips What makes you think we gon change I'm in the lab doin beats Stay in the streets pushin thangs Watch when the album drops Come spring we gon be pushin thangs Cycle wood that's my click linked with the sqadren Damn all these hoes can't be wrong Jock cause me whole team so strong 1 was approved 2 was approved 3 guarenteed our spot 4 put the game on lock Sqad 5 all in ya back BIOTCH!!!! [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] It's the young money squiddy sqad Fuck dem otha niggas boi And we been hearin a bunch of niggas dissin hard And we been givin dick to otha niggas broads And we been makin chips while otha niggas starve It's young weezy baby Blacks in me 80 Rap don't really faze me This mack and pimpin pays me I tax my bitches daily With the game i shot It's young money and the game is ours BIOTCH!!!! [Verse 3: T-Streets] I'm a young nigga, yellow nigga, skinny nigga, mellow nigga, what Any nigga get it it's whatever I'm a rebel, i'm a devil, i'm a fuckin paper boy (what) Bustas best avoid This the level that them othas can't pedal this the sqad up on me (what) Got sqad up on me We sqad up on you And ride with the chrome me Die for the hommies Recognize the moment SQAD UP PEOPLE!!!! [Interlude: Lil Wayne] BIOTCH!! this is young money like i said nigga Led by the nigga FeFe Led by the muthafuckkin Birdman Led my the muthafuckkin nigga weezy baby Led by the nigga supa busta Led my the nigga c sees a leo Nigga holla at ya fuckin dude Get at ya boy I'm not fuckin finished i got my young nigga Gutta Gutta All the streets love him [Verse 4: Gudda Gudda] This is ya gangsta Gun em down bang em and shake em Fuck was you thinkin you headed for danger My city is tanted where slum is a villager Bitches, runnin and dealin this crack by they cylicone This is the sqad a fellions Grind for many, tha sky the limit Speed through in 5 and sixes Shitin on bitches and hittin at snitches we diggin ya ditches Cheese love when gutta be spitin cause gutta be shittin Don't get it twisted with this cause gutta be clickin Two tips stuck ta ya fitted ya body be missin Loose lips stick out bitches don't botha a nigga Loose ship down to tha fishes bottle of rivers Cool whip under ya shirt ohh desert Too gutta for this earth Dude deserve it Move under influence of earth High as fuck The champions is sqad up, gutta gutta [Interlude: Lil wayne] We are the fuckin champions NIGGA! This is fuckin young mushu I swear ta god i'm charged lawd Sqad up, I.E. young money biotch! In ya back, snacky snack Wayne here, Tatrice i see ya, wessy west Holla at ya dude My muthafuckin D boys biotch I feel it, i feel it i swear ta god Ya'll know it wouldn't be right without ya boy [Verse 5: Lil wayne] This is the sqad, this is the mob You lookin for a pimp bitch this is the guy This is the guy that her girlfriend ride Put the triggers up high, by the triggas we die And a nigga be jived to tha killing insides Kill him inside, kill him in ride like Should a man die, real men survive In the middle of the field there will be sqad like What it is parner i'm a squadren Hardly seein niggas they ain't up to my standards ??? we do is sit in here in a cut back caddie ??? to a bitch ain't runnin my habbit ??? to a switch, what are my habbits I'm a muthafuckin urban legend Urban stress bring purpleness, murder Rabbit Ask ya bitch you probably heard i stabbed it Eagle street is the turf i'm reppin Weezy wee from the murder capi-tol Easily get a bird ta crack a 2 We tha shit watch word get back ta you Hot nigga wayne, pop nigga frame Though papa been a while put the thang on a chop scame thang Watch homboys drop everythang Better not got a dame, i'm a make fa sho she Do her thang when she get up in my range and Give me her cock, i give her brain that hoe I'm not playin this is how the game go I'm not playin this is how the game go This is how the young money thang go Fe see you, Su see you, ??? see you Gutta, Streets, Nut, Diz, J, Yo Where you at Rodrick on the track Holla back BIOTCH!!!!