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[Intro: Fat Joe] Yeah, yeah (Mmm) This is the Terror Squad, Bleach Brothers Collabo (Mmmm) Italiano, what, Ya know da deal-y Aha, aha, Dirtman Ayo, ayo, ayo [Verse 1: Dirtman] I spit that killer shit, white gorilla shit, nobody ill as shit You never seen it before, it's all illegitimate Italiano, bust holes to your guitano I got twelve ropes to hang you off the Verazano Rapid Marziano, I hit your arms 'til they drop Palms to your chops, left hook, put your palms in the block Jingo pop then don't stop till the game is one And I don't stop till your frame is numb Comical rappers on some funny shit, pop grungy shit While I'll tell you straight up, we on some money shit A problem with that, you see my hand in the place But fuck battling, I'm trying to punch you dead in your face We bless with the deal 'cause we're the best in the field Bleach Brothers, true white trash, you can wrestle it real Test if you will, feel the meaning of real, the meaning of steel You little bitch, I'll you screaming for real [Chorus: Fat Joe] All my real live niggas say that's my shit All my thug motherfuckers say that's my shit And if you all about the ruckus, say that's my shit Yo, that's my shit All my real live niggas say that's my shit All my thug motherfuckers say that's my shit And if you all about the ruckus, say that's my shit Yo, that's my shit [Verse 2: Triple Seis] Triple Seis, the killer like turn your fact Bringing it back, the way BX put it on the map It's like that, run up in your shine with the gat Write an exact, take it back, lay with the MAC Joey Crack, get busy with the shotty Hit them niggas with the Glizzy for being in a busy body They talk too much, Seis comes true in the clutch Move with the rush, got a whole crew you can trust That'll bust anytime, hit you for any shine Go fifth to fist in the mist, they'll kick plenty rhyme Give me mine and you can have the rest or Feel afraid of death and the pain as I rain with the TEC My connect sending budda flavor straight to Te-bek Like Cudda soft and wet that I'd acquired at the set Triple Seis on fire, I'm as hot as it gets Spark the lye up, TS about to light up the set [Chorus: Fat Joe] All my real live niggas say that's my shit All my thug motherfuckers say that's my shit And if you all about the ruckus, say that's my shit Yo, that's my shit All my real live niggas say that's my shit All my thug motherfuckers say that's my shit And if you all about the ruckus, say that's my shit Yo, that's my shit [Verse 3: Reka] Now we back in the door hearing at you asking for more You asked for the raw, Bleach Brothers spit it and we poor Goof on the bottom floor back now, walk in the brits? Back to the bullshit, fuck with those cats I'm cool with Act a fool with, actually nothing to fool with Went to school with, quite tight now, a true clique You get your jewels fixed back, come over here Hitting your back pockets get swiss back How can a mack get his shit back? You want to click-clack your person, you can get that You get your shit clapped up, Thugly Fishers when I spit that [Chorus: Fat Joe] All my real live niggas say that's my shit All my thug motherfuckers say that's my shit And if you all about the ruckus, say that's my shit Yo, that's my shit All my real live niggas say that's my shit All my thug motherfuckers say that's my shit And if you all about the ruckus, say that's my shit Yo, that's my shit