Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Terror, artist - Bodega Bamz. Album song PAPI, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 12.04.2018
Record label: 100 Keep It, Duck Down
Song language: English
Terror |
Y’all got a major movement for 2000 |
Everybody feelin' y’all now and y’all growin', man |
Things is happenin' for y’all |
Y’all got this whole big domino effect that’s happenin'? |
How you feel about that, boss? |
I’m cruisin', man |
I’m just goin' with the flow, you know what I’m sayin'? |
'til it’s my time to burn |
Way before «Lean Back» |
I was really listenin' to Punisher and Joey Crack |
Yo, Ohla, this Tanboy shit is all real |
Yo, the story goes wild teen from the Barrio |
Pan con mantequilla, you could see us playin' dominoes |
Don Cartagena, adios to mañana |
Master locked the door, couldn’t crack open the sala |
Mira, mira, papa, the people askin' what really happened |
The Honda scooters up in Jimmy Cafe |
Yo, you ain’t a killer, what’s a Bible verse to a nigga? |
I never had a OG or a babysitter |
I use to idolize those guys from the Boogie Down |
I put my hoodie down, ready, power, forty cal |
They look like me and talk like my cousins |
Latin niggas dressin' jiggy, that was somethin' to see |
I’m doin' me now even though they dump us |
I’m wonderin' if Pun would’ve loved us, word |
I met Cuban, told a nigga, keep your head up high |
Your heart is broken, but at least you’re here and still alive |
I met Prospect and really I ain’t catch his vibe |
But who am I, right? |
Terror Squad, Terror era meant a lot to me |
Meant a lot to me, meant a lot to me |
I had a manager who told me, let’s reach out to Joe |
Honestly, I wasn’t with it, but I said, let’s go |
Truthfully, I don’t even think that Fat Joe know |
But they asked me what the budget and I was like whoa |
Broke my heart, had to laugh it off, I’ll be back |
And I’ma carry on the torch for them, that’s a fact |
I respect what they did, that goes beyond sayin' |
I’m only here because of God, that goes beyond prayin' |
When it comes to pickin' beats, Joey ears amazin' |
And I’ma come clean, I feel you underrated |
You made a youngen feel proud about his heritage |
Fuckin' bitches, «What's Luv?» |
was the medicine |
I hope you know I’m ready out reppin' us to death |
And I don’t care for a feature, but I want respect |
Every member on my squad got a scar on they face |
A bullet hole in they body, it’s nothin' fake |
Terror Squad, Terror era meant a lot to me |
Meant a lot to me, meant a lot to me |
When I met Craig Kellman, he brung you up |
'cause he saw you in me and I was really touched |
And I ain’t signed to Atlantic, but it’s all good |
And I ain’t got a bunch of hits, but it’s all good |
You showed me what that glamor life was all about |
Penny pinchin', look for quarters up in grandma’s house |
It’s the real, it’s the real still the hardest shit |
Robbed your uncle in the van, you was off the shits |
The fat gangsta, Big Pun—I miss you |
Never be another more official—Tanboys |