War (feat. Triple Seis) (Clean) 1999 Terror Squad

เพลงWar (feat. Triple Seis) (Clean)

ศิลปิน: Terror Squad

อัลบัม: Terror Squad

ออกเมื่อ: 21-09-1999

War (Explicit LP Version) (Featuring Triple Seis) - Terror Squad

Yo, I'm a 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

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 begin

Aight then

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 begin

Aight then

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. 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

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 begin

Aight then

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 begin

 

Aight then

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.

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

We gon' ride nigga, ride nigga, ride nigga

You gon' die nigga, die nigga, die nigga

 

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