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(Fat Joe)<br>Yeah, Yeah (Mmm)<br>This is the Terror Squad, Bleach Brother, Colabo (Mmmm)<br>Italiano (what) Ya know da deli<br>Aha, Aha Dirtman<br>Hey yo, Hey yo, Hey yo<br><br>(Dirtman)<br>I spit that killer shit white gorilla shit nobody ill a shit<br>You never seen it before its all Ligitement<br>Italiano bust holes to your guitano<br>I got twelve ropes to hang you off the Verazano<br>Rapid Marziano I hit your arms till they drop<br>Palms to your chops left hook put your palms in the block<br>Jingo pop then don`t stop till the game is one<br>And I`ll stop till your frame is numb<br>Comical rapper on some funny shit pop drung on shit<br>While I`ll tell you straight up we on some money shit<br>A problem with that you see my hand in the place<br>But fuck Ballon I`m trying to punch you dead in your face<br>We bless with da deal cause we`re the best in the field<br>Bleach Brothers true white trash you can wrestle it real<br>Test if you will feeling the meaning of real<br>The meaning of steel you little bitch<br>Ay you screaming for real<br><br>Chorus (Repeat 2x)<br>All my real live niggas say:<br>That`s my shit<br>All my thugs mothafuckers say:<br>That`s my shit<br>And if you all about the ruckus say:<br>That`s my shit<br><br>(Triple Seis)<br>Triple Seis the killer like turn your fact<br>Bringing it back the way B-X put it on the map<br>Its like that running up in your shots while they got<br>While the exact take it back lay with the map<br>Joey Crack get busy with the shottie<br>Hit em niggas with the busy for being in a busy body<br>They talk too much Seis comes true in the clutch<br>Move with the rush and I hold who you can trust<br>That are bless anytime hit you for any son<br>Go fifth to fist in the mist they`ll kick plenty rhyme<br>Give me mine and you can have the rest or feel afraid of death<br>And the pain as the rain with the tech<br>My connect sending buddah flavor Te-bek<br>Like cuddah soft and wet that I’d acquired at the set<br>Triple Seis is on fire I’m as hot as it gets<br>Rock the light the end is about to line up the set<br><br>Chorus<br><br>(Reka)<br>Yo we back in the door hearing at you asking for more<br>You asked for the raw<br>Bleach Brothers strict and we poor<br>Goof on the bottom floor<br>Back now walk in the brish? Back to the bullshit<br>Fuck with those cats I’m cool with<br>Act and fool with, Actually nothing to fool with<br>Went to school with<br>Quite tight now a true click<br>You get your je-je-jewel fixed<br>Fan come over here hitting your back pockets get swiss back<br>How can a mac get his shit back<br>You want to click-clack your person you can get that<br>You get your shit cluft up Billy Fishers when I spit that<br><br>Chorus