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Terror squad first family

Ahhhhhhhhhhh

Yeah hahahah

You see them diamonds gliserin off that three quarterla

Hahaha

Dat dem dere polyesther

Uh n***a

Hahaha ya heard me

What the f**k what the f**k huh

Terror squad first family

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Yeah yeah uh

Yo it's that motherf**kin bronx n***a don s**t

Run up in yo' mom's crib

Ship stacked biddomb s**t gun up in the palm s**t

Nobody moves nobody get whacked with the contrict

Yo' shot at they concert it's locked on the concrete

I'm stone cold I mean I slap then stomp

Then what's to stop my 40 glock from rumblin your calm streets

I'm troubled when I on deep loco enough for dolo

Blow holes in ya carseat and roll over ya rover

F**k this role model s**t I'm finna blow out ya wig

B***h throw bottles to kid and get 'em thrown at ya crib

It's the return of the worst s**t that ever happened

Reborn like what's crackin we formed with raw plastic

Blastin off ya doors with an awful passion

Forcin the walls to crash in

You see them kids I'll make 'em all bastards

Joey crack keep it gully

Known to clap keep a fully

Automatic mack whodie on my lap doin thirty

Drivin through the heights tryna find these cats that did me dirty

Shot me on the ave now I gotta blast until them pearlies

We the realest *z ever touch the mic

Blah

And we love to fight

Blah

You heard my *z

Ante up

Give up the f**kin knife

2x

We gonna

Mash

Mash

Brawl

Brawl

Clash

Clash

Fight up in them clubs got no love for yo' a*s

Get yo' a*s up n***a

Show me where you at

Get yo' a*s up n***a

Open up his back

Yo who that husky a*s n***a with the flow so dumb

Comin up outta brooklyn lookin like mighty joe young

Face down

Know we real got this motherf**ker

Crackin and buzzin with my latin cousin joey grills

We international

151 proof

Letcha cold run loose I give 'em a sunroof

For cotton a*s pretty boy talkin bout drama

With that nasty a*s coogi suit lookin like pajamas

Somebody gon' get hurt today

So be it

We the first

First

Fam

Family

You see it

Put some trouble in ya voice homeboy fore ya get whacked in

Calm

Calm

Down

Down

Get back

For you *z that wanna trap me

I make families unhappy

I'm tied into the same s**t as boy george and papi

E'rybody know

Everybody wanna clap me

Tonight I'm with my spanish homie joey

So get at me with the ghetto issued 45 semi automatic

I

Spit

With intentions

To rip

Put put pieces out yo' cabbage b***h

Trained on the hill aim at *z faces

Push his hat back seven paces leave him standin still

Cobra a*s n***a

Huh

You beg me to kill

Yeah

When I cock glocks and pop you beg me to chill

Chill

Y'all remember bill

Y'all remember the motherf**kin deal

You will get yo' a*s zipped up how this feel n***a

Oh motherf**ker uh uh y'all ain't seen nuttin yet

Got a call from the bronx best b***h and I was right there

Duck tape grip ply havogee turpentine

Two nickel nine macdonald cup of richie wine

Wish a motherf**ker would look and he shall find

Ten million ways to die

I'm the thickest of the fire

Ain't to many *z round with the rumble

With the rawest in the jungle blicky bloaw bloaw

B***h I break 'em down

Down

With terror squad now

Ya pretty bad clumsy mouth sit down get up get out

Hottest thang they got in the south

Petey pablo

If ya don't know now ya know holla at 'em joe

Fight club fight club

Fight club fight club

Fight club fight club holla at 'em joe

Yeah huh yeah huh

Hahaha

First family terror squad