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Текст песни Terror Squad (Armageaddon) - Gimme Dat

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Lock that fuckin door, yoLock all that shit[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]Y`all muthafuckas can`t hold me backHoldin gats drunk off of cognacLaughin at life and how my goal be makin the hoes reactRidin in cars, out to get me eight full of shinin starsOverwhelmin, any average rapper will find it hardTo deal with the way my Squad puts metal to fleshWe rebels to death, leakin body heat, decimals lessMy shotie completes the measure of deathI`m hittin your chestI`m only 1100 double threat, beware of the restTerror Squad`s everywhere like weed smokeIf my pump shotie was sweet chokesI`d twist the whole place with three strokesDump this ??? sawed-off barrelI send your soul to follow the blastAnd see how far the noise will travelBig Eaddie`s name never lost his valueI told you before on Joe`s albumWe been illin since the holy pharaohsRun out of heat, I still burst you with bangersBelieve, me and violence connect and we have our own personal language[ CHORUS ]Money - gimme datPower - g-gimme datGuns - gimme datFreedom - g-gimme datPussy - gimme datDrugs - g-gimme dat( *shot* ) gimme datRespect, better gimme dat (2x)[ VERSE 2: Armageaddon ]Hey yo, your era`s overAnd your peoples lack the charm or personaThe sound of my chrome be bangin from home to ArizonaMy gun be clickin like your chain on my neck, claim my respectGive me a pound or feel the pain in your chestI only bang with T.S. That`s some Squad that God returned to the surfaceBustin scary-ass burners that burst through your epidermesNiggas respect the verses, my shit is heat, so I`ma set the furnaceTo burn whoever`s yearnin to hurt thisNigga, tell me I ain`t bringin the painIf I ain`t leave in a trainI`m probably fleein from puttin 3 in your brainSee what I`m sayin, it`s all about thisGuns, murder and chipsAnd I gathered all in the palm of my fistThis is who Armageaddon isRaw to the brain, I`m sort of insaneBut yet in never fall in the gameIt`s not enough, I need to fatten my stacksMore guns - g-g-gimme datMore power and respect - gimme dat[ CHORUS ] (4x)YoSee what I`m sayin?Ain`t no stoppin meThis was God`s planThis is what I amThis is who Armageaddon isIn every sense of the wordYoYear 2000`s aroundAnd I`m still breathin life through my nostrils, bitchI ain`t goin nowhereI`ma remain in your facesUntil my demise is televisedI told y`all niggasWhere my Terrorists at?Where all my Terrorists at?Throw your guns up in the airMore money!More power!More respect!Take this muthafucka overFight for your muthafuckin freedom!Bitch-ass niggasYeah, niggaThat`s my life

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