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Squad Five O Fight Back

our God. And after all to stand. We took it on the chin. We won't do that again. This time you've gone too far. This time we fight back. A price was

'em back Word you definitely know what I'm about You know I had to bring 'em back yo All my friends call me stout I just had to bring 'em back Flamboyant

Land of the free, smoking weed with my Gordo Motherfuckers laid back in yo Cadillac Let me jump in this shit like back to back Stay real for life, roll

back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back

', ya heard? M.O.P., Big motherfuckin' Punisher, c'mon What'cha gon' do? Terror Squad Bronx, Brook-lawn collabo' Yo, yo, yo Ya heard me? This is for my twenty-five

niggas ain't fucking wit us Rah, yo check it rah Cool like What Talked about who rips it right Always keep a crowd goin like a schoolyard fight Always

people what they like/ I've been strugglin' hustlin' tryin' to make it right most all my life/ And when I can pull up next to Five O' it's just like

Joe] Said my niggaz don't dance we just pull up our pants And do the rockaway, now lean back, lean back, lean back, lean back I said my niggaz don

Pen, the judge won't spare ya Like Malcolm X, Mandela, Shae Gavera Yeah my squad like Terror, aka a terror squad Catch me sipping Remy Ma, in the back