Lyrics:

I only buy shit when its less a price
You don't never get cake unless I gets a slice
Yeah these boyz already know what I like
When I hit niggas with two then I just go down they pipe
Never get hoes that always be annoyin
I say shake that ass when I throw them a coin and
Sometimes I bust low in the dark
And sometimes I kep p my baby-boy below in my car
Yeah Bam-Bam yo ass gone be ditching
How can you get sea-sick when we need hooks to go fishing
You see my doe so you think I robbed a bank
I make these hoes suck my dick then I give them a rank
Whoever said slobs can wup crips you a liar boy
We make are own rules call us the biker boyz
You see a nigga come up and then you say its basic
I don't fuck with lames or them butter-faces
See me and my boyz we a run threw the mob
Rocking black white and grey
You know it's the Hit Squad
So nigga respect my job
Respect thes blue niggas and never respect a slob (Squad Up)