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Diesel Volume One Intro
00:08
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First Verse:
Jump on the track just like I, I got the knack of tiger
I came to spit that shit to let you niggas know I'm fire
I mean it gets no higher, I mean it gets no flyer
So tight on the mic, you swear I was walking on some wires
So no you can't deny her, you better feel me
I need another drink, so umm, can you bill me
I'm never getting jack'd so you best try to jill me
And when we're on tracks, you know that we're killing
Yeah, it's all basics, niggas see me spit
And they gotta get a face lift
Had a bad bitch but I'm her replacement
I'm 300 proof so I'm gonna get ya wasted
Ain't gotta like the style I come with
I can make you think or I can come with some dumb shit
Either way it goes, you gonna feel me in ya stomach
So sick I make you shit at the same time you vomit
Come on!
Bridge:
I don't need no hook for this
I just came to get it in
I just spit that shit that's so ridiculous
That when I give it to the public
Muthafuckas love it [x2]
Second Verse:
I'm a bad chic, a savage, rawness is a habit
Muthafuckas don't know how to take me
I'm a maverick, I'm random
Who is hot, I'm the answer
My niggaz is examples and this is the anthem
A Cancer, so sick this chic spits epidemics
Never timid with the lyrics, miss me with ya gimmicks
Pointing fingers, I'm the shit, my smell lingers
H.U.N.G.E.R.'s a monster; ain't no getting between us
The meanest on the track, they be feenin' fa our raps
But if you can't see me, all it means is ya whack
It's a fact that I pack a flow so wicked
Say hello to this dough and goodnight to these bitches
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Squikee's first verse:
I'm a grown ass woman, Boi
You don't want no problems, boi
I drop some of this knowledge, have you running back to college, boy
Don't play me like a simp, boy
Raising up my temp, boy
I'll Wayne Brady go crazy, don't give me no lip, boy
I'm representing the Sip, boy
You don't know how we get, boy
Still I be in Tennessee, it's where I pay my rent, boy
Got much love for the South, boy
But I move around, boy
CLE to the Cali beach, I'm gonna hold it down, boy
See chics like me is had to find
You know stay on beat, coming hard in rhymes
In these streets cause I'm on my grind
Gotta raise the bar until they left behind, ha
I done lost my mind, that's okay, it just gloss my shine
Frauds get sent to the back of the line
Getting all salty like iodine
I'm kind with mine, you know nice on mics
Flow stay cold like ice on ice
Style so sweet call it Mike and Ike's
I'm tight just like Levi's on whites
Show me respect, boy, I'm coming fa ya neck, boy
Squik Diesel, I'm so lethal, you ain't never gonna get next boy
Squikee's second verse:
I spit that dro, that dope, that coke, l'go
They say I'm cold, I say I know
Every time I spit a flow, I'm shooting out these icicles
Go, go, I got that go boi
Go, go, you want some mo' boy
I keep it sick these sentences diminishes any impotence
Going hard with these bars on these broads and these frauds
I'm making 'em irrelevant
Go, go, that's how it go boy
Go, go, I'm bout to blow boy
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Intro:
Yeah, I guess sometimes you got to be reminded of exactly what you got, ok...
Chorus:
It started off good, now it's kind of bad
I guess you forgot, exactly what you had
But yo that's cool, cause I'mma let you know
Stay on that bull and I'mma let you go
Hook:
I promise I'll be down for ya
I promise I'll be round for ya
If you start to clown, I'mma have to bounce, homey
I'mma have to bounce, homey, I promise
Verse 1:
Moment's been depleted, a void of what I'm needing
I never saw this coming so I'm feeling rather speechless
Wonder if there's creeping, maybe so; maybe not
Change in my treatment, let it go or call it out
But I ain't thinking straight, so I deliberate
It's hard, my God, can't risk what I got at stake
But I deserve to be observed as superb
You should be hanging on every action; hanging on every word
You should thank the heavens, ha, you found such a girl
Cause she can't be replicated by anything in this world, na na
I ain't pompous, don't be on that dumbness
But you gotta show me that you really really want this
Cause everything you do, I'm using as a compass
You ain't feeling me, then I'm gone quick, I promise
Cause everything you do, I'm using as a compass
You ain't feeling me, I'm gone quick, I promise
[HOOK x2]
Verse 2:
I'm a challenge, yes, and I deserve the best
So if you can't provide that, then why we talking
My time is precious and the fact that I'm special
You know, this vessel, ain't dealing with yo mess boy
To the left boy cause you're less than
What I'm checking for so I'm on to the next one
See your words and actions can't be unclear
I listen to what I see and look at what I hear
And what you been telling me is you ain't really on
What you said off jump, I need a refund
Boo you ain't the one but I'm cool with that
We live and we learn, just keep it moving
But if I do that, don't be asking who that
Is all on my hips and lips, it ain't you, man
So if I do that, don't be asking who that
Is all on my hips and lips, it ain't you, man
[HOOK x2]
[Chorus]
I Promise
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VERSE ONE (Squikee):
Pardon how I start this, listen...ain't bout much dissing
But these kittens, man, they think they gettin it, They must be kidding
When I'm spittin, it be like I'm glistening....I mean I shine
Every rhyme's like a shrine to my intricate design
Hard to find, I know I am...fem fatale
One of a kind, They be like DAMN, I like ya style
And I thank em, my attitude ain't never gonna be stankin'
Even if you see me on the TV with a stack of Franklins
See these foes....yea, they don't know, They think they major
SO when I'm chillin' in the cut I'm doing y'all a favor
Don't wanna show you up....cause you'll be sitting down
Don't think I flow enough but still I wear the crown
Ay now, respect is given when respect is earned
Respect me as a human; I'll respect you in return
You don't know what you doing, seel and you will learn
If ya ego's steady looming, I'mma hit ya with the squirm FIRM
HOOK (Squikee)
Ay, y'all...these dudes ain't seeing us, nall
They think they spittin' that raw
When I hear em, all I do is pause....and play em off [x2]
VERSE THREE (Ahmad and Squikee)
[Ahmad's lyrics]
Squikee:
I'm waiting for a dude to try me, Man, I ain't lying
Man, I might look aight but trust me I get grimey
Can't deny me, can't deny us, ya ain't no rival
We the stars on these bars and you ain't got no title
[Ahmad's lyrics]
Squikee:
Your eyes are full of envy, imagine what your soul's like
Cold, trife, you loathe life; bet you want our roles, right?
Here you go, SIKE, don't need no mo bites
In our styles while we rocking on these show mics
[Ahmad's lyrics]
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HOOK:
Oh my, that girl really got me gone
Oh my, I gotta take her to my home
Oh my, and then Imma make her moan
Oh my, oh my, oh my, oh my
SQUIKEE:
So you like the way I’m looking these
These hips must got you stuck on me
So fresh, so clean, you met yo’ Queen
As soon as you said what’s up to me
Huh, see publicly, I gotta be a lady
But in these sheets, my inner fr3@k
Gonna drive you so so crazy
Don’t know if you can handle this
I’ll get you higher than cannabis
I’m an animal and I’m flammable
Gonna get you so hot you rambling
Like oh, oh, oh, my….you’re so, so, so fly
Wanna get with me, you best believe
You done hit hit a gold mine
But yeah, I like you too
From your fresh white tee to your polo boots
Got my eye on you; now my thigh on you
Like gone big boy, what you gonna do
Huh, what we gone do
Boy, don’t be playing
Me and you sounds beautiful
I’m just saying
I got plans so if you got them hands
Gonna give you one good glance
To get you in a stance, Man
That’s why dudes hawking me
D@mn near got them stalking me
Let’s quit all this talking see
This is where you outta be
[HOOK]
(YUNGUN’S VERSE)
SQUIKEE:
Hold up now, boy
Don’t know now, boy
You acting real bold, need to slow yo roll
Before I roll out, boy
See I bring joy and you feen more
When it comes to this
Ain’t dumb to this, Betta come correct
And show respect if you wanting this
See I dismiss them rude boys
Thinking they too cool boys
May look kind of innocent
But don’t play me for a fool, boy
If that’s you, boy, I won’t let you stroll by
Got me screaming, oh my
Keep me screaming, oh my
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Steezi4Shezi
03:04
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Intro:
How he do, huh? (X3)
Verse:
Hear that trunk knock, When he bout to bust blocks
Tint black, wheels stacked, cause you know he stunt hard
Got the whole squad when we bout to roll out
F**ked up in the truck, damn man them pipes loud
We some night owls, cruising thru the streets
Ballin like a beast, when you rolling with the Steez
Dressing to the T, snacking on a feast
Nothing but the best when he’s next to his Queen
Squikee, they call me Steezi’s baby
He’s laughing at these lames cause can’t no nigga take me
I’m laughing at these dames cause they thought they could replace me
Nan, nan, na nan nan; nall b!tch you crazy!
I’m Swayze so no, I ain’t worried about no hoes
He’s mine, yes he’s mine, each and every where he goes
He’s fine so you’re trying and it’s just so pitiful
Got them hags on his back but I ain’t mad at him, though
Hook:
Best believe it, they does call him Steezi4Sheezi
Cause you don’t really know how he do
Best believe it, they does call him Steezi4Sheezi
I’m just trying to tell you bout my boo [X2]
Verse:
How he do, he the truth
And you can come up in his hood to see the proof
He that cool, Just ask his dudes
Everybody in his crew is some fools
Watch him fly by even when he ride bikes
Ill thrills on one wheel cause he’s gonna defy heights
Living the good life, sipping on the Bud Light
Lime every time cause he’s trying to get his mind right
And he’s my type, he treats me with respect
He can’t get enough but ain’t never about sex
Proclaiming his love so I keeps him on deck
I’m done with you scrubs cause my match I done met
He’s the best so I’m never ever leaving
He’s working these jobs so he’s hardly ever sleeping
And though it’s so hard, he makes it look so easy
Fulfilling to please me, my Steezi4Sheezi
Hook
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Dro 'n Drank
04:07
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Intro:
This for my drinkers, uh, and my smokers [x2]
Hook:
Dro 'n Drank [x2]
I get you on a level that them other niggas can't
Dro 'n Drank [x2]
I get you so right that you be throwing up my name
[x2]
Verse One:
Ay, as soon as I get on the stage
Have you feeling the same way as when you blowing on that haze
They, be looking doped and so amazed
Cause every word I say is like you puffed another jay
Hey, nall they don't call me Mary Jane
But I be doing the same thang so these niggaz quick to claim
I'm all up in ya brain, no, I'm all up in ya system
Lyrics so potent it's like you smoked them when I spit 'em
Realy, really, I'm illy illy
It's like you rolling when I'm flowing but can't pill me
But I know you feel me and trust I'm going to fill you
Up with the stuff strong enough to come and kill you
But I'm gonna heal you, my verbal so herbal
And when it's in the air, yo it's purple, it's purple
Now, if you ain't feeling right
Let me turn up my mic, I know I get you high, with my
[HOOK]
Bridge:
I got a blunt of my flow, come and smoke me (Smoke me)
I got a bottle of my style, you can drink me (Drink me)
[x2]
Verse Two:
So drink me up, think it up, you can't get up
My liquor's in your liver but you still wanting mo' cups
As soon as I deliver, you're feeling a sicker buzz
And ya guts starting to bub but please no don't throw me up
Lay back let this track interact with your B.A.C.
You can throw me back, it don't matter where you be at
Aye, Sip on my compact disc it's that new cognac
A swig of my music will have these niggas feeling slizzard
See, I know you wanting a feeling better than chronic
So the tracks that I be on proof be on at least 300
Wasn't thinking that a woman could come and be this bumping
But I made it my gumption to destroy all your assumptions
Na, na I'm on my grizzy to quickly make you feel dizzy
Lil chic from Mississippi keep leaving you tipsy pissy
Is you with me, cause I need your confirmation
Getting SQUIKEE wasted from this ear intoxication
[HOOK]
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Hook:
Don't neva give up on your dreams tho it may seem hard
Sing ya song, spit ya flow, do ya thang, boy
Keep your focus and I promise you'll go real far
It's your passion so make it everlasting/All I'm saying is don't give up on your dreams
[X2]
Verse:
Never thought you would get in this position, People sit and listen just because you're gifted
Naysayers always thought you were too different and you would neva make it to this level
But uh, you keep grinding and you made this ya mission
Nobody could deny you was bout ya business
And now they all welcomed to come and witness; You never settled and that made you better so umm
....(Singer's Part)...
Nall, you can't take it from me, too hard to make it homey
Every come up, I'm still out here banking on it
Every big up, I'm still gonna thank you for it
Leaving ego for small minded people
This is your dream, tho, what you got a team fo
What you made a scheme fo, what your inkling's fo
I got a goal that's instilled in my soul and I'm built for the load so I'm never letting go of my dream
-HOOK-
Verse:
Yeah, it gets discouraging yet to emerge for the world to observe all your hard work
All your sweat and your tears; Disrespect from your peers
No support from your city, though you've repped it for years
So remember there's a season for all, a reward is awaiting for all your resolve
They may not recognize now but before long, your dreams will be reality
Change their mentality to loving ya, hugging ya, can't get enough of ya
Screaming out ya name; Keys from the governor
Relating to your pain, like they just now discovered ya
All because, you never gave up, now come on
....(Singer's Part)....
-HOOK-
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Intro Hook:
You're my world, my life
How you fill me up, with life
Verse One:
Who would ever thought for this long we'll last
As I look into our future, can't forget our past
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Ready to Die
03:35
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Mic Wise - Squikee!!!
00:06
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Come Thru
04:10
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Hook:
How I come thru
With some hot ass hits, can't tell me you don't feel my shit, you don't want it tho
How I come thru
With a high ass pitch, even tho I'm still that chic, fuck with me now/WHAT!!
[X2]
Verse 1:
Squikee, yeah you know it's me
Came to rip another track for the SIP
Represent where I'm from, leaving haters stunned
One flip from the tongue and they dip when I come
Lips zip when I'm done, no words to speak
Just tryna figure out how I murked that beat
I hurt ya peeps, with my flow style
Vo-cals should be the protocol for these hopeless broads
Lord help em, done worn out their welcome
When they try to put a step on the throne that I'm kept on
Up there, what nigga, YEAH
After this year gonna know who to fear
The down south diva makes you a believer
Wanna bring beef up know I got the cleaver
This just a teaser cause the full version will make certain
Fa you hoes it's curtains!
-HOOK-
Verse 2:
Second sample, hoes don't get a chance to try to hang with the champ
But Umm, dang, they get dismantled
Cause I'm so wicked with it, spit it livid, how I give it, how I live it
Can't get with it, Just forget it, I'm the shit and it's
So pitiful how the flow makes you feel minuscule
In a minute, tho, you gonna wonder what you spitting fo
So original, I can't help what I'm dealt if I say so myself
I'm so fresh to def
And I rep Mississippi, yep, kept Mississippi
In my mug cause it's in my blood
And no matter where I go, it's still my hood
See a Jacktown chic make you back down, BITCH
What it is, the queen of the 6-0-1, yo son, and you know I'm dope hun
Southern living is all that I'm giving
Got it all without a limit what I need with a gimmick
-HOOK-
Verse 3:
If you ain't feeling me, then you ain't hearing me
AIn't no one ill as me, look how I kill a beat
And yeah I boast, I'm the chic with the most
Got your favorite rapper's skills on overdose so
Don't let my vocals, fuck up my profile
Nigga know now I run ya whole style
No doubt, I do what I do and I prove I'm the truth when I move to the booth
I'm about my dollars like the first name's Skane
My words brang pain, a first string dame
Yeah and MS's where it's at
Putting the Jack on the map with the raps from my yap-per
I keep it dapper, the swag's so thick, in fact I'm so sick, you know I'm the shit
Yeah, I'm the one, boo, I got that new new and you can't handle how I come Thru
(Echo Out)
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