Traduzione: Terror Squad. Radio.
(feat. Terror Squad) [Fat Joe] Terror Squad. Ungh. Now why you wanna go and fuck with them? Platinum status, motherfuckers. Eat a dick! Now who
to say Took me off my own songs, then put it on his tapes So I'ma take him out his house, put the beam on his face Drop him off at Terror Squad, let
nigga Prim, we with you niggaz Been with a nigga, roll with a nigga My whole carreer and shit All the fans, fucking with a nigga All my Rocafella, Terror Squad
Cause revenge is a motherfucker payback is a bitch Especially when I'm coin with that Def Squad click Can you relate to an intense, motherfucker Gridiron mic cuffer, terror
fucked the shit outta you u fuckin bitch! i hope all them terror squad niggaz is runnin thru u u fuckin bitch! and i'ma call the radio station about how
t fuck with The Unit Terror Squad is your clique you got to stay loyal to it I'm all in M-I-A- saupassay You can't ban me from the radio or no DJ Matter
my own I terror yo squad, but I ain't from the Bronx One in the bag, still play with that horn Just know I don't play no radio homes No radio play every
Terror Squad, ungh Now why you wanna go and fuck with them? Platinum status, motherfuckers, eat a dick! Now who's the underrated pro, they scared to
[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
the Israeli promoter was very interested in them. And it turned out that he was on weekend duty on one of the bomb squads, and bombs were also something
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nigga Prim, we with you niggaz Been with a nigga, roll with a nigga My whole career an' shit All the fans, fuckin' with a nigga All my Rocafella niggaz, Terror Squad
outta you u fuckin bitch! i hope all them terror squad niggaz is runnin thru u u fuckin bitch! and i'ma call the radio station about how i fucked the
not They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone Bring the terror to your block Like the toughest nigga from jail home An' you dead gone when my squad