F-L-A Team - Celph Titled

In 1998 a rhyme commando unit dropped a classic joint by the name of ‘Fortress'

These men promptly emerged from the Fahrenheit 813 and to the Tampa Bay

underground.

Today, still wanted by the masses, they survive as soldiers of hip

hop.

If you’ve got wack shit, if no one else can help and if you can find them,

then maybe, you can hire the F-L-A team

(Murdock)

Yo don’t you love when a fam come together

Murdock, Celph Titled Tino Vega, 813

The F-L-A team, it ain’t no stopping us now

It ain’t going to stop

(Verse 1: Murdock)

Mother fuckers better guard your grill

When F-L-A team gripping the steel

We sitting with your bitch, slipping her pills

Guerilla pimping style, gripping a mil

When I’m flipping the real

Y’all better go half before I get ill

Murdock come through with the chopper cocked

Pop, pop get up off my block, I won’t stop

Until the cops are dropped and drops are copped

And comes to the spot where my dog RK flash the rock

Stash the Glock so when it’s time for the war

We showing up at the door, so we conquistador

Hop out the truck blowing smoke from the raw

I’m a stay high whether I’m home or on tour

Spit rap, flip, let a mother fuck flip that

Whatever get the money, I’m with that

And we get too deep, we better get that

If you cock blocking on my crew, better quit that

Y’all chickens in the club better get back

Fake cats trying to give me left had daps

Shorty rock look good can I hit that

Come on back to the crib and let me split that

You with that?

No doubt, I can dig that

G money, hell no I can’t have that

Smack your ass to the past like a flashback

And you ain’t smoking my weed, bitch pass that

All my niggas where you at (We right here)

Hold it down (No doubt)

F-L-A Team, niggas in the 813 reign supreme

All my bitches where you at (We right here)

Hold it down (No doubt) F-L-A team

Bitches in the 813 reign supreme

(Verse 2: Celph Titled)

Yo, fuck that, niggas wanna rumble with us

They going to see stomach and guts as soon as we bust

Fully loaded ammo, commando, Panhandle Rambo

Jumping out of man holes rocking camo

Niggas know me from the way I hold heat

All this with full clips and sawed off shit

Floridius, amphibious nigga

Tampa where I’m from

Real heavy hitters

Teflon vest, Vietnam bomb threats, infrared scope low

Hit you with a chokehold Walkmen 2-D

Celph Titled keep an oozie

Dime bitches be like (Who's he?)

This is the next level when we spit the heavy metal

Certified incredible and we stay ahead of you

Ghetto to borough we rep thorough

M 16 bazerko, that’s for sure, though

Grenade shrapnel, tear gas capsules

Mother fucking surplus, What you want asshole

Grip the Glock 9, nigga with the hot rhymes

Get your shit fucked up just off one line

8−1-3 to the NYC representation we stay blazing

Strictly for clapping, semi auto action

War head get trapped in all that blasting

All my niggas where you at (We right here)

Hold it down (No doubt)

F-L-A Team, niggas in the 813 reign supreme

All my bitches where you at (We right here)

Hold it down (No doubt) F-L-A team

Bitches in the 813 reign supreme

(Verse 3: Tino Vega)

You want to battle back with your averages raps

Got your savage strap, dick rider

Let the rougers fire

Camouflage hummer with the big tires

Desert Storm attire

Walkman nigga, never retire

Tino Vega blow your L’s high up

F-L-A team we keep our guns high up

Atomically while you make your brain fire

With the desert boy, a quick dry up

In the tropics you can’t top us

All you knockers really need to stop it

Word to logic digging in our pockets, yo

Hard head nigga like Canada bald bitches

Liquefy missiles try to miss you

Sludge boil when they call me leave enough gums sore

Can you corny, one shot from the oozie pump

Finish ‘em up, nigga’s whole body jump, end this shit up

You got your rhymes sucker, use your chips

Don’t step out of line make me bruise your clique

I don’t really give a damn who you with

Y’all better know who’s cassette this is

You can pump it in the trunk of your Lexuses

About to show the whole world who the geneix is boy

All my niggas where you at (We right here)

Hold it down (No doubt)

F-L-A Team, niggas in the 813 reign supreme

All my bitches where you at (We right here)

Hold it down (No doubt) F-L-A team

Bitches in the 813 reign supreme

(Tino Vega) That’s right