Fat Joe Featuring Terror Squad Terror Squadians Lyrics

Terror Squadians Lyrics

[Fat Joe]

Terror Squad. Ungh. Now why you wanna go and fuck with them?
Platinum
status, motherfuckers. Eat a dick!

Now who's the underated
pro, they scared to play on the radio?
Who lives the lyrics, all my real
niggas already know
Flow for flow, no crew can step to us
And blow for
blow, I'm pretty sure that you heard the rumors
I give tumors to niggas and
comas to bitches
No one's against us, roll with the riches
and float with
the fishes
The revolution has started thats why I'm undercarded
My Squad
will turn to the most feared into the dearly departed
As hard as they come,
they all fall like the Great Wall
Make no mistake, I take you straight to
the state morgue
Swarmin informers like cops at drug corners
Feds got the
bugs on us, tryin to lay the law on us
They want us in jails, with bails to
?, but am I the Don?
Shit, I'll be out by the morn', word bond
My game is
on lock, till you bawl cop
And its never ever gonna
stop

[Prospect]

Yo, yo, I play the game with caution
Son
changes, gave power, created ?vactivities?
bring fame and fortune
Why
can't you live this? All day hands on bitches
With financial ventures,
enhance the riches
Gotta hold the cake, my grandmoms had dreams
but it
seems I couldn't graduate or go to Drake
It hurts at nights I gots to
reimburse the rights
Niggas is worse the sheists for the merchandise
My
words percise, cause if not I wouldn't speak it
I rock shit everyday of the
week, especially the weekends
Outside, these pretty clothes I live, but with
the titty-ho
Knock a nigga out, for the shit he stole
We already degraded,
me and my family the most hated
Bitch were barely both made it
See the
thinly related, to everything in the street
I'm sellin coke, crack, and
dope, plus swingin the heat

Chorus: Triple Seis

We got drug
dealers and bug niggas, who love killin
Slugs killin, ya touch feelin, just
for the thrillin
We bust feelins, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror
Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin
I thought you knew you had...
Drug
dealers and bug niggas, who love killin
Slugs killin, ya touch feelin, just
for the thrillin
We bust feelins, dump bodies in crushed buildings
Terror
Squad's everywhere, it's just us illin
(And it don't stop!)

[Cuban
Link]

I got groupies on my Uzi's and gems on my Mack 10's
Diamonds on
my nines and golden bullets just to match them
Platinum magnums with silver
clips, real begets
Shit, I'm gonna milk this bitch till I'm filthy
rich
Filled with chips from the floor to the ceiling
Just floss and the
chillin in a Porsche full-a women
I'm one in a million, get on the deal
already
My skills are sharper than a steel Maschetti
Realer than the
military
Killin every track I'm on, Link and Joey Crack the Don
Flippin
in my Cuban Caddie, with the hats are torn

[Triple Seis]

So, come
on if you gon' ride with us, live niggas
Hop with us, quick to try to triple
five figures

[Big Punisher]

Your style is unoffic', niggas like
you stay on my wanted list
Pun and Prince, we're walkin on kings, like a
son-of-a-bitch
Fuckin with this is hazardous to amateur battlers
Average
niggas get lost in the course of embarassment
Of course you don't have a
chance, I'm the boss in your ?
Get tossed in the ambulance with the force of
an avalanche
I'll torch your fragile ass with rhetorical paragraphs
For
all of you that'll laugh at a historical aftermath!
I come equipped, my
tongue and lips are like a hundred clips
Look behind you, I'll blind you
like when the sun eclipse
Ain't no second chances, I glance at
niggas
make em wet they pants
The chances are slim if Twinz done swing
the rest of the ransome
The best and the champion, that means I'm far
beyond
Dionne read my palm, told me to get on and put my army on
Come
along, follow the Don, my motto and song
Live for tomorrow, cause today's
almost already gone
Lets get on, split your belly with the Maschetti,
long
Tears your arms of your shoulders, and tell you to, hold on
I know
it's wrong, but it feels so right
I used bust all night, but now I gotta
deal, alright

Chorus *2X*

[Armageddon]

Fuck a Toe to Toe,
give me a forty-four and a foe to blow
Don't make it more dramatic, I quote
you over holdin the scroll
Open your skull, show you shit you ain't supposed
to know
Break the world in half and spit the ocean from coast to
coast
(Just to let you know) That I'm zone coasted
And play the visuals
from the top of my verse back in slow-motion
Assassinate the Pope with no
emotions
So why should I hesitate to crush a campaign like I wasn't
votin?
My brain floatin away, above you niggas like I make time
pause
Checkin my Rollie watch my diamond Roman digits
Golden riches,
better hold em bitches
Cause we robbin niggas way before
the translation
of Holy Scriptures
I was Armageddon before the motion picture
The last
nigga to drop his verse and have the globe shiftin
My Squad's hard and far
from Puritans
Robbin and killin men like we proud to be
Americans

Chorus