, uhh "I bet you thought I left you hangin" Yea yea, yeah "I bet you thought I left you hangin" Terror Squad again.. long overdue baby "I-I-I bet you
em, make you feel the pressure Catch you at a club, smack you up, steal ya leather You niggaz soften me, beat you out of the mix Tough talk, tough walk, but you
all women Hittin more skins than Alec Baldwin You're fallin in love and you can't get up Now check the cut, I stripped ya, now you can't strut, word up
you Gon ride for you (Ha, Ha, Ha, Huh) Yeah, We gon ride for you We gon ride for you Yeah, We gon ride for you, motherfuckin' gon ride for you Ha, yeah
my nigga [Hook:] Cause you say you sold drugs, that don't make you a gangsta Fighting in the club, that don't make you a gangsta You say you been to
you can blow yo candles out. whoodihoop that's how we lean down south lil one we can take it to the house you got game? we can take it to the hoop the
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
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's
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain
be that cool cat With swollen pockets we gonna take you back home Master Allah Rule Savior, never clone Verse Two: Black Thought Yo, I use the mic to slap you
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain'
Rolls parked in twenty-car garages Living the largest, with Oriental massages in garbage Shit, I get down for mine Terror Squad run things in any town you