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[Verse 1: Ice Burgandy]
1017, [?] with no hesitation
Every n***a out the clique on parole or probation
Or they fighting cases, wanted for investagations
My n***a skipped the [?], he left a n***a stanking
Brick Squad, we banging like the [?]
Come to Inglewood, that's where you gon' find me
Ice Burgandy, a hundred thousand currency
I do this currently, we pulling up a hundred G's
[Verse 2 ?]
You know my social work, bitch, my food stamps ain't [?]
Ho, what's up with this [?], my phone ain't on yet
Hoes say it's [?] calone yet
We grind eleven days straight, took a long stretch
Fuckign with Gucci, you gon' be up
Spent my dope money on Waka's album, now I can't re-up
I go hard in the motherfucking [?] paint
The same T-shirt on, while we robbing the bank

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[Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame]
My baby mama mad, cause the studio get more time than her
If I was her, I'd watch my lip
Before I replace her ass
I just chase the cash
I serve pack [?] one year
This is Brick Squad, [?]
Get off the bench [?], [?]
I do magic with this mic, call me Vince Carter
Cut your face up, n***a, like a [?]

[Verse 4 ?]
I'm on a roll so much, my flight miles up
Brick Squad Monopoly eating, we got our [?] up
[?] with a Cali n***a, I get that price right
Packs dropping out the sky, call that a work flight
All my bitches bad, all my bitches love me
P [?] tatted [?]
Put your ass underground, ike a fuckigng mummy
[?] get this fucking money

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[Verse 5: Frenchie]
This is my clique, this is what you want
Beef rocking, ollos knock out your whole trunk
Cobras slither in the grass, [?]
[?] spray 'em out they grass, no water [?]
You gon' die one day, I'm from the place where birds move like Ricky Ross
Everyday you see gunplay
[?] bitch I'm in the hood for real
[?] pop you like an [?'] and tell [?]

[Verse 6: Wooh da Kid]
Brick Squad been around since the birth date
A hundred G's ghostwriting, that's a flat rate
A hundred hols in your face like a milk crate
And I ain't talking workout plans, but we pushing [?]
K Waka [?] that control a mic
Your bitch control [?] I control [?] pipe
Brick Squad [?] last verse
187 in every verse, screaming bring the herse

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