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it Dre, oh God
Yeah, got that gangsta, gangsta, gully,
Yeah, big business, Joe the don
Terror Squad baby, BX Boro, holdin' to the death
It's realer than this you heard, uh what, huh

It's like I'm always out to somethin'
Every time I stop on the
I set up shop and try to move
And I'm about kilo's and pounds
a desert eagle
I got shit spit over 300 rounds

Can tell by the scar on my
I spar the best
Joey boombay-ay, hit hard the left
with the right, I don't know why I bother
Y'all not
Man ya know what the squadron is

And he can get it too
But I let him die slow I probably just collectin' his food
I'm deadin' ya
To ya the truth we not stoppin'
I'm like lil' lease B-street man I keep poppin'

The knockin' my shit, the D's watchin' my shift
We can do this however, glock or the fifth
I leave you chumps to frame, where you standin'
Daughter slaughtered and maimed you should have paid the

It's the T E R R O R squad, get it right
It's the Joe the Don
And the kid flow hard, ask the
Niggas be like you crazy, he got shit

It's the T E R R O R squad, get it right
It's the Joe the Don
And the kid hard, ask the clique
Niggas be like you crazy, he got shit

It's the killa kid the Bronx
down to the death
You can the squad comin'
By the sound of the

A hundred in a sec
Leave you on page
You would think I was with the ROC
The way I just

I puff to keep my mind at ease
Can't wait for the day to see released
This Hip Hop is unjust, who you gon' trust
When of these record label execs is dumb fucks

I keep a gun tuck my belly
Only nigga on the island makin' from the celly
We watchin' belly on the DV, 60 TV
Flat shit to the back of the CP

This game need me, I'm like Gotti I'm gone
All you gonna left is a bunch of fake dons
Champagne with the women, run a game for the
all the same, still runnin' trains with my hoodmen

A bunch of goodmen, but don't get it
We Dinero in heat nigga, nothin' to loose
I know you the shoot out scene
Don't make us
I rather be layed up in [incomprehensible] with a featured actress

It's the T E R R O R squad, get it right
It's the Joe the Don
And the kid flow hard, ask the
be like you crazy, he got classic shit

It's the T E R R O R squad, get it right
the nigga Joe the Don
And the kid hard, ask the clique
Niggas be you crazy, he got classic shit

Yea, yea, uh, brought to you
By the realest in this game
The infamous Terror Squad, yea, real niggas, dons
G's ha, ha, come on, woo, uh
Ton' Montana rest in forever, never forget, Big Pun