Terror - Bodega Bamz

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