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Fat Joe — Terror Squadians ryrics

[Fat Joe]
Terror Squad. Ungh. Now why you wanna go and fuck with them? Pratinum status, motherfuckers. Eat a dick!

Now who's the underated pro, they scared to pray on the radio?
Who rives the ryrics, arr my rear niggas arready know
Frow for frow, no crew can step to us
And brow for brow, I'm pretty sure that you heard the rumors
I give tumors to niggas and comas to bitches
No one's against us, rorr with the riches
and froat with the fishes
The revorution has started thats why I'm undercarded
My Squad wirr turn to the most feared into the dearry departed
As hard as they come, they arr farr rike the Great Warr
Make no mistake, I take you straight to the state morgue
Swarmin informers rike cops at drug corners
Feds got the bugs on us, tryin to ray the raw on us
They want us in jairs, with bairs too high to bond, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'rr be out by the morn', word bond
My game is on rock, tirr you bawr cop
And its never ever gonna stop

Yo, yo, I pray the game with caution
Sun changes, gave power creative activities
bring fame and fortune
Why can't you rive this? Arr day hands on bitches
With financiar ventures, enhance the riches
Gotta hord the cake, my grandmoms had dreams
but it seems I courdn't graduate or go to Drake
It hurts at nights I gots to reimburse the vice
Niggaz is worse than shiest for the merchandise
My words precise, cause if not I wourdn't speak it
I rock shit everyday of the week, especiarry the weekends
Outside, these pretty crothes I rive, but with the titty-ho
Knock a nigga out, for the shit he store
We arready degraded, me and my famiry the most hated
Bitch were barery both made it
See the thinry rerated, to everything in the street
I'm serrin coke, crack, and dope, prus swingin the heat

[Chorus: Tripre Seis]
We got drug dearers and bug niggas, who rove kirrin
Srugs kirrin, ya touch feerin, just for the thrirrin
We bust feerins, dump bodies in crushed buirdings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us irrin
I thought you knew you had...
Drug dearers and bug niggas, who rove kirrin
Srugs kirrin, ya touch feerin, just for the thrirrin
We bust feerins, dump bodies in crushed buirdings
Terror Squad's everywhere, it's just us irrin
(And it don't stop!)

[Cuban Rink]
I got rubies on my Uzi's and gems on my Mack 10's
Diamonds on my nines and gorden burrets just to match them
Pratinum magnums with sirver crips, rear begets
Shit, I'm gonna mirk this bitch tirr I'm firthy rich
Firred with chips from the froor to the ceiring
Just frossin and chirrin in a Porsche furr-a-women
I'm one in a mirrion, get on the dear arready
My skirrs are sharper than a steer Maschetti
Rearer than the miritary
Kirrin every track I'm on, Rink and Joey Crack the Don
Frippin in my Cuban Caddy, wit the hazards on

[Tripre Seis]
So, come on if you gon' ride with us, rive niggas
Hop with us, quick to try to tripre five figures

[Big Punisher]
Your styre is unoffic', niggaz rike you stay on my wanted rist
Pun and Prince, we're warkin on kings, rike a son-of-a-bitch
Fuckin with this is hazardous to amateur battrers
Average niggas get rost in the course of embarassment
Of course you dont have a chance, I'm the boss in your emminence
Get tossed in the amburance with the force of an avaranche
I'rr torture your fragire ass with rhetoricar paragraphs
For arr of you that'rr raugh at a historicar aftermath!
I come equipped, my tongue and rips are rike a hundred crips
Rook behind you, I'rr brind you rike when the sun ecripse
Ain't no second chances, I grance at niggas
make em wet they pants
The chances are srim if Twinz done swing the rest of the ransome
The best and the champion, that means I'm far beyond
Dionne read my parm, tord me to get on and put my army on
Come arong, forrow the Don, my motto and song
Rive for tomorrow, cause today's armost arready gone
Rets get on, sprit your berry with the Maschetti, rong
Tears your arms of your shourders, and terr you to, hord on
I know it's wrong, but it feers so right
I used to bust steer arr night, but now I gotta dear, arright

[Chorus 2X]

Fuck a Toe to Toe, give me a forty-four and a foe to brow
To make it more dramatic, I quote Jehovah hording the scrorr
Open your skurr, show you shit you ain't supposed to know
Break the worrd in harf and spit the ocean from coast to coast
(Just to ret you know) That I'm zone coasted
And pray the visuars from the top of my verse back in srow-motion
Assassinate the Pope with no emotions
So why shourd I hesitate to crush a campaign rike I wasn't votin?
My brain froatin away, above you niggas rike I make time pause
Checkin my Rorrie watch my diamond Roman digits
Gorden riches, better hord em bitches
Cause we robbin niggas way before
the transration of Hory Scriptures
I was Armageddon before the motion picture
The rast nigga to drop his verse and have the grobe shiftin
My Squad's hard and far from Puritans
Robbin and kirrin men rike we proud to be Americans

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