Yeah (y'all niggas is crazy) Don carta' bomb harder (we makin' a bomb mayne) Terror squad, what, what? (hey yo, uh, ye-yo, terror squad) Don carta' bomb harder (suave house) what the f*ck? Violator, violator! yeah, uh, yo No heart, that's why them other niggaz foul Eight hit me in the cell, said to meet him in the a.t.l. At 12 up in the gentelman's club Where you ain't fuckin' nothin' less you givin' up dubs Feelin' the love, from tha killers and thugs Players and pimps, ladies and gents, swift in the butt Not givin' a f*ck, that's the life I live Trife like this, blow you up wit yo wife and kids I dislike my bitch, but I still gotta deal wit her 16 shot meal getter, that's why I'm still wit her For real nigga, you couldn't possibly lock with me My squad be bringin' more "havoc" than "prodigy" Ain't no stoppin' me, I got killers that'll pop for me Run up in my stash and give that ass more beef than broccoli With no apology, yo blocks'll be my property Cop a seat and watch the terror squad prophecy [Chorus] (this is for the heavyweights) Make no mistakes Thirty six O's is my favorite kind of cake (this is for the heavyweights) We runnin' from jail Stackin' that mail, tippin' the scale (this is for the heavyweights) Aiyyo we live large, big cars, 3-d ice I'm so big, niggas see me twice (this is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names (this is for the heavyweights) Hey yo we live large, big cars, 3-d ice I'm so big, niggas see me twice (this is for the heavyweights) We three guys, that don't play those games You got beef with us, nigga say our names Yeah, yeah Take it to the next level, Joe, crack and big ball Blaze up the hay, one two, mic check y'all All been warned, this heavyweight combination Connected in the disclosed location So niggas won't be runnin' up and make me have to slug at, above that Part of yo' body where your bulletproof hug at Rugrat, you better find some mo' kids to play with Three titanic niggas, we ain't got to say shit Our way shit, do some real make em pay shit Them niggas wit me that don't rap, them the one's that spray shit Pop pop, with the chop chop, out the drop top Drip drip, goes a nigga blood, til his heart stop Hard times made a nigga write a lot of hard rhymes Hard lines from my mind took eightball big time With fat joe and big pun I guarantee don't none of y'all tricks want none [Chorus] Yo, hey yo f*ck you! f*ck your whole crew for breathin' F*ck your mother, your father, your kids, for no reason I don't give a f*ck if you da wildest nigga on earth It's one planet and I'm the fattest motherfucker in the universe You worse than a motherfuckin' snake in the grass Fake for the cash, wait til you pass ? shake and you crash You pay for yo' acts, and all the mistakes you made in yo' past Hope you get raped in yo' ass while you, takin' a bath Up north - you wouldn't last a day and a half I'll bet my weight and my stack, a razor will slash, yo' face and yo' ass Before you can say, "take me at last, I'm ready for death" Now you just heavenly strapped A cherry with lips, a fairy or bitch, you barely exist You motherfuckers ready for this? Grab your crucifix, tell God I'm coming for your juicy lips You'se a bitch, don't let me run up in yo crib with the ruthlessness Bruising shit enough to hurt and pain I'll bring Think y'all pray for pun, nigga say my name I don't play those games, you picked the wrong nigga to f*ck with Punk bitch, that's why yo' mother suck dick! What [Chorus]
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