Lyrics Waka Flocka Flame

Waka Flocka Flame

What Set U Claim

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

Brick Squad, Brick Squad, MGM and Brick Squad

What set you claim? What set you bang?

Well, rep your gang

I'ma rep until I die, throw it to the sky

MGM, Brick Squad, we go so hard, so hard

What set you claim? What set you bang?

Well, rep your gang

I'ma rep until I die, throw it to the sky

MGM, Brick Squad, we go so hard, so hard

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

Brick Squad, Brick Squad, MGM and Brick Squad

Thirty-six ounces and I gotta pull a twenty-eight

Dumping at the 12, it's Cartel off a robbery

Big boy time 'cause I fuck with big boy weight

Put it on the triple beam, weight it, bag it, do this trap shit every day

Moving bales, busting bricks, so I stay strapped up

Southside slum nigga, shoot you from your shoulders up

So don't set trip

Psycho hanging out the window, emptying the whole clip

Mexican Goon Mafia is what I stand for

Can't stop now 'cause the streets, they demand more

Always been a real nigga, never been a pussy

Backdoor trapping and the finger on my Uzi

What set you claim? What set you bang?

Well, rep your gang

I'ma rep until I die, throw it to the sky

MGM, Brick Squad, we go so hard, so hard

What set you claim? What set you bang?

Well, rep your gang

I'ma rep until I die, throw it to the sky

MGM, Brick Squad, we go so hard, so hard

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

MGM and Brick... MG-MGM and Brick Squad

Brick Squad, Brick Squad, MGM and Brick Squad

Lord know a nigga tired of struggling

Lord know a nigga tired of hustling

I got my swag for the trap, daddy dead, brother dead

Momma working overtime, trying to make some extra bread

Money over everything till y'all niggas bury me

Clayton County, Riverdale, since seventh grade, been on my shit

A bike, a scale, and some weed, that's all a nigga fucking need

Flocka, I'm a real nigga

Catch me in the trap hanging with your local drug dealer

Trying to get a mill or two

Rolling off a pill or two

Nigga, what set you claim?

My flag lime green, red, I'm with the burgundy gang

Hit Squad, Brick Squad, that's the same thing

What set you claim? What set you bang?

Well, rep your gang

I'ma rep until I die, throw it to the sky

MGM, Brick Squad, we go so hard, so hard

What set you claim? What set you bang?

Well, rep your gang

I'ma rep until I die, throw it to the sky

MGM, Brick Squad, we go so hard, so hard