Yeah, the foundation, LGP Latin's goin' platinum baby Yeah yeah, yeah Year 2000, Terror Squadians, Terror Squad You won't like me when I'm angry We rock
down to smoke My homie Johnny Richter and the mothafuckin D-loc We ain't no joke, we be blazin' up the weed Dazin people in the industry, blazin up the
homie Johnny Richter And the motherfuckin D-Loc We ain't no joke We be blazin' up the weed Dazin people in the industry Blazin up the scene Kingspade
from the store We parked the Benz, the girls got out and walked right in Copped a 40 and a Dutch, and hopped right back in Tried to pull off, that's when a squad
my world, my perogative To push things and chase girls that dress provacative Terror Squad rock ice wider than Yugoslavians Run up in your building, bust locks, and blow the lobby in Blazin
new jacks down with ya M.O.P.: My kinda nigga! *repeat* [Lil' Fame] There's no way nigga's love rap, everybody loves Slap Thug cats, baby girl, ever
Look girl you sexy as you wanna be But you just a wanna be I can't help ya I don't love ya I just met ya I might shove ya Will I plug ya to some niggas
out, piece on my chest, from the East to the West Never sleep in a sweat, keep the heat with the vest Ready for the 'casian blazin gettin deep with the
s my world (uhh) What? Check this out, yo It's my life, it's my world, my prerogative to push things and chase girls who dress provacative Terror Squad
him we Miami's Most Wanted mothafucka best believe it [Golden Child] (Hey yo) We a nation mob known for murderin' squads Lubin' it hard, boy and a girl
[Verse One: Keith Murray] Haaah! (wooooooo!) Yeah, (hah, hah, hah, hah) L.O.D. Keith Murray, Def Squad Mista, Mista, Mista, Mista Smith You wanna hit? (
jacks down with ya [M.O.P.:] My kinda nigga! [repeat] [Lil' Fame] There's no way nigga's love rap, everybody loves Slap Thug cats, baby girl, ever
make your booty clap, Terror Squad is true to that We the cats who be layin em flat, breakin they back Whether rappin or singin, I still be blazin the
dem selvs Ain't blazin up the spliffs That ain't out der tryin to sell (yeah) So take a look at the dudes in your squad How they tryna be like Christ
My homie Johnny Richter And the motherfuckin D-Loc We ain't no joke We be blazin' up the weed Dazin people in the industry Blazin up the scene Kingspade
Turn off the lights, don't trip Give a nig' some ack right and act like.. You might.. lick balls tonight Girls all pause, hell nah, girls drop draws