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(feat. Big L, Big Pun) |
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Yeah This is clasic shit right here, vintage shit |
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Go get ya tape decks ready uh |
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You know I had to bring 'em back hahahaha |
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Terror era's the squad man |
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Yeah uh yo uh yo [Verse 1: Fat Joe] |
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Aye yo I'm old school like |
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Rick Ruler sick jewels to big buddah |
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Lift dudes wit the six shooter |
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Luger (Ooh Yeeah) |
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That means bring it back |
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NY king of that |
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The best tried a dead mind but just can't see to that |
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The 4th comin don't look now theres more comin |
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And we all stunnaz wit lil money but still hungry |
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True story once threw a nigga from a two story asked for my paper said theres nothin he can do for me |
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Thats like takin a steak out of a lions mouth |
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Betta yet that like takin a plate outta |
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Ryans mouth |
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Thatll neva happen ova my dead body |
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Feds got me plastered on the wall like |
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I'm the heir to |
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Gotti I swear to |
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Mambo and |
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Nore and all the left wreck |
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A nigga try front on his body he gettin sent back |
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Dont resent |
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Crack I'm just what you wanna be |
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Young rich and famous bitches can't get enough of me |
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And they runnin up on me usually in groups of them |
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But not just everyday but you could neva be too use to them |
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I be abusin them squeezin fresh oranges |
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Breakfast in the mornin get some strength and then it's on again [Chorus: Fat Joe + (Big L) {Big Pun}] |
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I just had to bring 'em back (Word you definitly know what I'm about) |
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You know I had to bring 'em back yo { |
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All my friends call me stout} |
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I just had to bring 'em back (Flamboyant baby) |
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You know I had to bring 'em back yo [Verse 2: Big L] |
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When I cruise through the ghetto |
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I drive slow |
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I'm quick to buck a duck and |
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I don't give a fuck about 5-0 |
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A hard core, life |
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I Chose to |
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Explore therefore |
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I live raw and went to war wit the law |
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My only pencil was a mug shot slugs were thugs got pot get swellin hops from sellin tops to da drugs spot |
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G's was clocked fat knots was in the socks and cops who tried to stop shop got knocked when |
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I popped the glock |
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Shit was ran right by me and my man |
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Mike Cause |
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I choose to use a gun don't mean that |
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I can't fight |
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Cause we put the guns down and go one round wit the hands but man |
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I ain't the one, you'll get done clown |
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I can inverse my style, cause |
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I'm versitile |
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Quick to burst a child |
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I'm livin worse than foul |
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I pack two techs in case ya crew flex |
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I wet up the set in a second yell whos next |
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To feel the wrath of a psychopath shoots it up like |
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Shaft Turn ya staff into a blood bath to laugh |
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You'll get smashed like a deli snack, you softer than jelly jack |
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I attack in black wit a gat and a skully hat [Chorus] |
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I just had to bring 'em back { |
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All my friends call me stout} |
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You know I had to bring 'em back yo (Flamboyant baby) |
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I just had to bring 'em back { |
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Terror Squad cause we stunt} |
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You know I had to bring 'em back yo [Verse 3: Big Pun] |
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No doubt I'm from the |
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X and I seen it all |
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Shorties wit dreams of playin ball for |
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Seaton Hall turnin fiends a full |
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From Meda ward to |
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Sacuon the same sad song is bein sung, its like gimmie a gun and |
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I'm back on |
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Joey Crack, |
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Pun, TS, Bronx regulators |
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Stomp little niggaz to death for tryin to imitate us |
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Yall could neva see us, be us, |
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TS, kill da bs |
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Cause Pun got more guns and funds than |
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Undeas Un be us, |
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I'm from the |
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BX so I have to roll |
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Blast the 4 crash ya door smash ya hoe |
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Hack off ya skull, |
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I'm stackin heads like totem poles |
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Blow a hole in ya colon throw you from here to |
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Fordan road |
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Blow fa blow, |
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I toe to toe with the toughest bring the ruckas to the roughest muthafucka its nothin but luckstress |
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My crews are cussin to bustin ass crushin glass in niggaz faces leavin traces of red out this bloody bath |
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I want the cash off the jiddump, |
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I cock and blast the piddump at any piddunk tryin to laugh at the |
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Briddonx You ain't no kiddon for the |
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Terror Squadron |
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You feel the fear of |
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God when I steal a car and flatten ya |
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Pierre Cardan |
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I peirce ya noggin if you startin trouble, spark the dot above you and watch it blossom like a flower throughout the borough |
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No doubt I'm thorough with a parascope rifle extended rycle cycle thatll tear the whole |
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Bible out |
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I'm sweatin no idols a title's all |
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I request |
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Best rappers know that |
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Pun and Y the chaperones of death.. [Chorus] |
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I just had to bring 'em back (Word you definitly know what I'm about) |
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You know I had to bring 'em back yo { |
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All my friends call me stout} |
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I just had to bring 'em back (Flamboyant baby) |
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You know I had to bring 'em back yo |
