Teksty:
Terror Squad Take You Home

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) Let me take you home She wanna

death, leakin' body heat, decimals less My shotie completes the measure of death, I'm hittin' your chest I'm only 1100 double threat, beware of the rest Terror Squad

, they love they pops Yo pun, pick me up, come to queens with us You know you came up, what what makin it happen from rappin on the corner and now you

that bitch and that rat will be that cool cat With swollen pockets we gonna take you back home Master Allah rule Savior, never clone Yo, I use the mic to slap you

em wanna get their mase on You hot 16 I'm a very great song (Yeah) Been beating on the DJ before the Mase song (Yeah) You play Clake Kent you better have

stick you quicker than A 'spic will strip a car My repertoire holds a four star Performance with all women Hittin' more skins than Alec Baldwin You're fallin' in love and you

of 'dro be-atch Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what Fat Joe, R. Kelly we pop up Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad

, uh, I bet you thought I left you hangin' Yeah yeah, yeah, I bet you thought I left you hangin' Terror Squad again, long overdue baby I I I bet you thought

around here switching shit Telling people don't play that, you gotta play this Telling school you ain't saying that, you gotta say this You can't wear that, you