Lyrics In For Life (feat. Big Pun, Triple Seis, Prospect, & Cuban Link) - Terror Squad , Cuban Link , Big Pun , Prospect
Don't
even
move
a
muscle
Clap
at
ya
feet,
blast
ya
boot
buckle
Cowboy
style,
dance
bitch,
do
the
hustle
Let
me
see
you
sweat
Follow
the
leader
through
the
streets
of
death
Piece
the
bits
together
till
you
come
up
wit'
atleast
a
brick
Then
we
can
flip
that,
sip
Henny
and
kick
back
Chit-chat
real
quick,
how
we
gon'
split
that
I
suggest
that
we
bubble
it
all
Cop
a
bundle
of
raw,
start
small
See
if
we
can
double
the
score
I
stumble
across
my
share
of
obstacles
Staring
death
dead
in
the
opticals
'Cuz
I'm
never
scared
of
the
impossible
Ask
the
rasta
dudes
if
our
gonja
ain't
the
tightest
Ask
the
pasta
dudes
if
our
China
ain't
the
whitest
And
none
of
my
prostitutes
vaginas
got
the
virus
If
you
see
one
in
the
hospital,
you
could
bet
it
was
violence
That's
the
science,
my
alliance
is
Terror
Squad
If
there's
a
God,
show
me
a
sign
so
I
can
share
my
scars
We
in
for
life,
ready
to
fight,
my
twins
is
hype
Better
get
it
right
or
get
deaded
on
sight
So
take
flight,
make
one
mistake
and
pay
twice
'Cuz
shit
is
trife,
lose
your
life
just
tryin'
to
break
night
We
in
for
life,
under
the
lights
but
I'm
outta
sight
When
I
write
sometimes
I
wonder
if
it's
outta
spite
I
like
livin'
on
the
edge,
tippin'
strippers
at
The
Wedge
Sippin'
spritzers,
gettin'
head,
it's
the
life
we
live
Play
the
corners
at
night,
away
from
the
fortunate
lifes
For
the
gunplay,
thugs
auction
the
heist
Slugs
put
you
in
a
coffin
for
life
It's
bug
how
they
put
you
on
ice
For
the
love,
the
money
ain't
right
Haters'll
grudge,
pay
you
like
a
mummy
at
night
Stiff
as
a
dick,
told
you
when
to
quit
from
this
shit
Got
hit,
'cuz
you
was
quick
to
split
loot
wit
ya
bitch
Get
a
coupe
and
a
six,
but
never
troop
in
the
mix
It
seems
foul,
[Incomprehensible]
niggas
while
the
cream
pile
Didn't
give
a
fuck,
talkin'
tough,
"Look
at
me
now"
Shockin'
the
world,
should've
been
on
top
of
your
girl
She
gon'
do
you
in,
turn
around
and
rock
your
world
For
petty
dough,
niggas
on
the
streets
already
know
You
about
to
go,
movin'
on
your
block
just
to
stop
the
flow
We
about
to
blow,
step
up
in
rank
Step
off
the
bank,
niggas
done
fucked
up
to
think
We
in
for
life,
ready
to
fight,
my
twins
is
hype
Better
get
it
right
or
get
deaded
on
sight
So
take
flight,
make
one
mistake
and
pay
twice
'Cuz
shit
is
trife,
lose
your
life
just
tryin'
to
break
night
We
in
for
life,
under
the
lights
but
I'm
outta
sight
When
I
write
sometimes
I
wonder
if
it's
outta
spite
I
like
livin'
on
the
edge,
tippin'
strippers
at
The
Wedge
Sippin'
spritzers,
gettin'
head,
it's
the
life
we
live
Aiyyo,
I
hold
the
pain
like
my
body
was
numb
wit
novacaine
No
one
can
fold
the
name,
Terror
Squad
a
soldier
game
Already
know
the
game,
Prospect
the
quote
of
fame
Touch
up
a
older
dame
and
confirm
the
motor
train
My
vocals'll
slow
your
brain,
I'm
comin'
at
you
like
a
boa-crane
Even
through
the
cold
and
rain,
I
penetrate
through
all
weather
Eliminate
who
you
call
better
It's
all,
shut
up,
shut
up,
I'll
leave
your
car
wet
up
Set
it
off,
we
all
together,
gettin'
cheddar
livin'
better
Sippin'
amarettos,
whippin'
the
Vette
instead
of
a
Jetta
Dead
up,
never
let
up
bet
up,
we
settle
vendettas
Ghetto
dwellers,
y'all
better
duck
when
I
let
off
the
beretta
Hit
'em
up,
yet
I'm
the
terror
that
America
wants
dead
A
blunt
head
turnin'
punks
red
when
I
pump
lead
I
stomp
a
hole
through
your
chest
Grab
your
soul,
mold
ya
flesh
Hold
ya
breath
'cuz
your
next
stop
is
death
We
in
for
life,
ready
to
fight,
my
twins
is
hype
Better
get
it
right
or
get
deaded
on
sight
So
take
flight,
make
one
mistake
and
pay
twice
'Cuz
shit
is
trife,
lose
your
life
just
tryin'
to
break
night
We
in
for
life,
under
the
lights
but
I'm
outta
sight
When
I
write
sometimes
I
wonder
if
it's
outta
spite
I
like
livin'
on
the
edge,
tippin'
strippers
at
The
Wedge
Sippin'
spritzers,
gettin'
head,
it's
the
life
we
live
Yeah,
yeah,
we
in
for
mothafuckin'
life,
ya
heard
me?
See
you
niggas
creepin'
over
there
Thinkin'
y'all
niggas
could
cut
corners,
get
around
Nigga
this
is
the
mothafuckin'
T-Squaders
We
will
buy
you
mothafuckas,
simple
as
that
So
called
mothafuckin'
rap
killas,
rap
pimps
Niggas
is
bitches
to
me
Simple
as
that,
mothafuckin'
Terror
Squad
Since
the
mothafuckin'
early
80's
until
What!
You
better
ask
somebody
This
the
real
shit
here,
no
one
realer
1 In For Life (feat. Big Pun, Triple Seis, Prospect, & Cuban Link)
2 Pass the Glock
3 Watcha Gon Do? (feat. Big Pun)
4 Triple Threat (feat. Armageaddon, Big Pun, & Cuban Link)
5 War (feat. Triple Seis)
6 Bring It On (feat. Fat Joe)
7 As The World Turns (feat. Cuban Link, Prospect, Triple Seis, & Tony Sunshine)
8 Feelin' This (feat. Armageaddon, Prospect & Big Pun)
9 All Around The World (feat. Cuban Link)
10 Rudeboy Salute (feat. Big Pun, Fat Joe & Buju Banton)
11 My Kinda Girls (feat. Tony Sunshine & Cuban Link)
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