Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Terror SquadНазвание : WarДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop thrash metal hip hop gangsta rap Видео:
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Yo, I`ma lay the law with A.K.`s or metaphors Make way for the ghetto roar, these days I set it off Y`all hardcore, that`s why I batter you all Shatter they jaw, batter the core to make a fad ??? Terror Squad to my death, tombstone on my chest With the chrome in the vest, alone or with T.S. I`ma rep it, I`m a Dominican, now you accept it It`s like you seen death and chose the Lord as the shepherd You sceptical, niggas on the block ain`t respectin you Checkin you, ain`t gonna stop when they deckin you Who gon` dock you? I`m comin at you like a tackle To leave a personal scar in your chest like a tattoo Seis`ll clap you, put your dick in the dirt Click at a herb when I spit a clip and rip through your shirt I`m the worst of the beast, put my work on the streets Do the work with the heat, don`t make me burst through your meat [ CHORUS ] I kill alive for my twin Bust ill and do the time for my twin Trust that it`s real And he`ll be at my side at the end I got guns that`ll silence your men We bust off and let the [violence] begin Aight then [ VERSE 2: Triple Seis ] Yo yo, Seis come off with a thunderous start Punish niggas from the heart, rip a niga from the sparks Of the glizze, leave a nigga clapped on _Rap City_ I`m strapped with the Mac milli, you wack as ??? It ain`t hard to scrap, my Squad`s the vanguard of rap Love to guard your back in the biz, the triz in the back Flamboyant, never givin a slack I jam joints when I live on a track Ran point when they gave me the Mac I`m on fat, never lack the realness I sing that B.J. ( *sirens* ) killer ill shit And still rock a nigga, I`m out to be real rich You feel this, shaper than a tooth pain Double-deuce pain My verse take aim, blow your fame With a burst of flames Ain`t nothin changed, I die in this game Take the stand and the blame for my man I carry the name revenge Terror Squad in begets carved on my chain Yeah Terror Squad Triple Seis, baby Up and comin, son I`m comin for all that shit, son The crown and all that Knawmean? I rep N.Y. - the Boogie Down, baby L.V., R.C. [Name] Crew Terror Squad, baby This is how we do 1-9-9-9, baby Triple Seis backwards Feel it We gon` ride nigga, ride nigga, ride nigga You gon` die nigga, die nigga, die nigga | Похожие исполнители:
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