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Verse 1
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Yeah. Uh. Joe crack
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the don!
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Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
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Terror squad, its our time!
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Cm
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
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Uh, yo, uh- huh, what,
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Cm
yea, uh, woo
Verse 2
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Yea, mami jus like that bend down grab ya ankles,
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Dam n should be illegal
how that ass so fat
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The way you shake yo shit
make me wanna cop back
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Is it ya motion causing
all this commotion?
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Forget niggaz you even got
Who am I? I'm just a kid from the Bronx
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If you love hip- hop you might
of heard my shit once
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Or maybe twice or like
thirteen thousand times
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I'm sick of it myself I'm loving the shine
Cm
Who else could it be but
the squad's O.G?
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Cm
Be laid up Wit chicks that resemble ?
Half black, Japanese n something
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Menages, orgies believe
me its nothing
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The girls want tha facts got
to feed 'em the lies
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Who else can have you swimming in
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wealth the blink of an eye?
Verse 3
Cm
Big trucks, gee rides, we fly,
twenty- fo' won't you sit in them tires
Bb
Cm
Believe me its nothing
G- 4 ? Just won't mix with my
ride keep a strap on my side
Bb
Believe me its nothing
Cm
Fast women, bad bitches, down hoes,
hood rich, pitch up in Daddy's hooood
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Cm
Believe me its nothing
Big trucks mean rides we
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Believe me is nothing
Verse 4
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Still got my Name covering the
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walls in central Brooklyn
Cm
Haters want me, they love to slut me
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Mad because my fat ass
stay - living comfy
Cm
Down in d- are on the landing strip
Bb
When record sales get low we
back to advancing bricks
Cm
Jack- of- all- trades we do that too
The only rapper get the Suge Knight
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effect when he come through
Cm
When pun died, half of y'all cried
The other half wanna See my demise
Bb
Cm
It was inevitable the sqaud'll reach
new heights it's unforgettable
Bb
Follow the don is all we
kept telling you
Cm
Once you down with the squad
you can never give up
Bb
No need to get ya jewel's back,
let them other crews do that
G
It's so ironic that I'm under fire I'm like 'mine'll
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Cm
get better one time' you dick blowers
Big trucks, gee rides, we fly,
Verse 5
twenty- fo' won't you sit in them tires
Bb
Cm
Believe me its nothing
G- 4 ? Just won't mix with my
ride keep a strap on my side
Bb
Cm
Believe me its nothing
Fast women, bad bitches, down hoes, hood rich,
Bb
Cm
pitch up in Daddy's hooood
Bb
G
Believe me its nothing
Cm
Big trucks mean rides we
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Cm
fly t- squad our time
Verse 6
Cm
No ya, not dreaming, it's not a visage
It's just another platinum
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plaque to add to my garage
- and still going hard
Bb
Fuck a club we flood the studio wit broads
Cm
Uh, my whole life never
been more focused
Ab
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Joes the don ask Jennifer Lopez
Cm
What the hell in the world
did they do to provoke this?
Bb
The newspaper reported the
scene was atrocious
Cm
And still find the time to please girls
Bb
Even get hit on by the chick on Cenas world
y'all dudes is frontin'
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big
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Outro 1
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