stand divided, we fall. United. Crist gives us meaning in our lives. In Him there's no division. There ain't no black, there ain't no white. Squad Five-O
What does it mean. What do you believe. And how does it relate to me. I don't understand how can I die. Be crucified, yet be born again. I try so hard
s very nice to meet you. We're Squad Five-O and we're here to greet you. With a word and a message. From our hearts and the Lord above you. Squad Five-O
is short. We'll never forget the important part. We're free to be what we want to be. We're free because Christ has set us free. These days I find my
I go on with my bad self I'm the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker Believe me not, I'm wicked like three sixes I'm doper than the Pete Rock remixes
it I used to wild off embalmin fluid I sent niggaz to the trauma unit Forty-five or the nine'll do it I fuck around and have your moms go through it -
's like that [Helter Skelter] Hey yo, I can rhyme as long as my dick get pumped, I grabs the mic and do what the fuck I want, I loud blast in the cut
Huh, I go on with my bad self I?m the four pound toter, the Phil blunt smoker Believe me not, I?m wicked like three sixes I?m doper than the Pete Rock
from the door, couldn't believe what I saw Stacks of money on the bed and the floor It wasn't long til' I did what he did I was an innocent kid and got
Dade Aye [Chorus] Bitch I'm from Dade County Bitch I'm from Dade County Bitch I'm from Dade County (I'ma be forever thuggin', baby) Bitch I'm
, the high will do it, I used to wild off embalmin' fluid I sent niggaz to the trauma unit, forty-five or the nine'll do it I fuck around and have your
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
I'm stuck with the hustle, smuggling whatever for the cheddar Tucking the metal don't play and I'll get fucked if I let em I gotta ride til I resign its
', 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
, yo I stood on my own to pulling capers I'm a sneaky slick nigga, I never had to pull the trigger (right). I mack, on top and that I'm used to staying
s I made G's (say what?), them build up enough Luther by keys. No gang affiliation, yo I stood on my own to pulling capers I'm a sneaky slick nigga, I