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[Big Punisher]
Don't even move a muscle
Clap at ya feet, blast ya boot buckle
Cowboy style, dance bitch, do the hustle
Let me see you sweat, follow the leader through the streets of death
Piece the bits together till you come up wit at least a brick
Then we can flip that, sip Henny and kick back
Chit-chat real quick, how we gon' split that

Yeah... My niggas...
Throw ya hands in the air right now man...
Feel this shit right here...

[Verse 1 - Fat Joe a.k.a Joey Crack]
I don't give a fuck 'bout your fault or mishappenin's,
Nigga we from the Bronx, New York... shit happens,
Kids clappin' love to spark the place,

[Prospect]
Pass the glock word up
Pass the glock (T-Squaders) uh ha, (T-Squaders)

[Armageaddon]
*whispering in background*
You can't stop T-Squad
You can't stop T-Squad

[Chorus]
She wanna take me home, lay me up inside her home
She wanna turn me on, breakfast in the mornin'
She said "Daddy let me take ya home, Papi let me take ya home"
And I said "Mami you can take me home if you let the whole crew get on" (bitch)

[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
I got this chick from Cali, profilin', she's whilin'

what, fuck ya want from me,
see i love my thugs but im a terrorist nigga and imma terrorize ya ass
till gone for miles pana
what, bitch ass nigga!!

(Verse 1 Armageddon)

I jeopardize this rap shit and blast ya ass to prove a point