Pass the glock, word up Pass the glock, uh, ha (T Squaders, T Squaders) You can't stop T Squad, you can't stop T Squad Can't stop it, can't stop it
[Prospect] Pass the glock word up Pass the glock (T-Squaders) uh ha, (T-Squaders) [Armageaddon] *whispering in background* You can't stop T-Squad You
Tercüme: Terror Squad. Glock Pass.
n raised in the, born n raised in the Born n raised in the County of Dade Yeah, it's DJ Khaled, Do Or Die Big Dog, Pitbull, Terror Squad-ian, a.k.a
to them boys, bring up my past Don't tell 'em 'bout the Macks that I stash in the grass And that ten mill' Terror Squad start up cash I'm a law abidin
known for slashing catching niggas while they sleeping, no relaxing Keep your eyes open, sharp reflexes Three techses in the Jeep Lexus just in case police ask us Street professors, Terror Squad
known for slashin' catchin' niggaz while they sleepin' No relaxin', keep your eyes open, sharp reflexes Three techses in the Jeep Lexus just in case police ask us Street professors, Terror Squad
you when you cash your check Smash you when you pass then jack you for your fuckin' Lex Nothin' less than the best if the squad did it Hard-headed niggaz
in my memory, tell the family I gave 'em hell" For real, that's when I heard the tires screechin' Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Terror Squad
That's what's up, don't have Sheik's click clack, this up Disload the back pack her bitch ass back me up You know double R and Terror Squad niggaz want
It's that hot shit like Busta Bust got Plus I bust glock, on pussies, I trust not They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone Bring the terror
's what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this up Disload the back pack her bitch ass back me up You know double R and Terror Squad niggers want they
Roman Candles pop Turnin hands to glocks, blow you back to your essence I go back in time, stop your ass back to the present Packin a Wessun, actin, no blessin, Terror Squad
him to say Took me off my own songs, then put it on his tapes So I'ma take him out his house, put the beam on his face Drop him off at Terror Squad,
to say Took me off my own songs, then put it on his tapes So I'ma take him out his house, put the beam on his face Drop him off at Terror Squad, let
, I rock shit It's that hot shit like Busta Bust got Plus I bust glock on pussies, I trust not They get blown, burned like minutes on cell phone Bring the terror
what's up don't have Sheik's click clack this up Dis load the back pack her bitch ass back me up You know double R and Terror Squad niggers want they
