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Текст песни Terror Squad - Feelin This

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Its on nowFeel threatened by thisT-squadT.s.Takin shit[ verse 1: armageaddon ]We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin thisTec-9s with silver clips, my ? sets style? is still legitAint nothin changedYou can tell Im comin, cause the weather strangeArmageaddon, the end of your life on whatevers in his rangeNever mind the notion of savin the lives of your friendsYour sister, your cousins, your mother, even [edited]Will go and ride with meThrough the levels of hell in this atrocityBust my guns at the heavens till an angel fell on top of meHe said his name was michael and introduced me to evil acts likeRobbin parties and pumpin the shotie to keep em backNobody move, nobody get burst openJust give up the jewels before your purse-totin-Ass become the first smokinPop shit on my records, you lock stiff in my presenceMy squad gets respected for cockin the fifth and affect itStick a chip in your [rectum] and pull your soul out your [asshole]And all for gettin cash with the blow I got from castro[ chorus ]You gotta ask yourself how ill is thisOnly my thug niggas feelin thisAll in the clubs they be killin thisYou love the way we rip a trackWhere all my terrorist niggas at? Show me some love, give me loveYou gotta ask yourself how ill is thisOnly my thug niggas feelin thisAll in the clubs they be killin thisYou love the way we rip a trackWe take a little love, then give it backWe terror squad, terror squad[ verse 2: prospect ]I master this, when I throw shots Im slappin wristsNot inaccurate, niggas be actin if I aint immaculateYou packin it? better be bustin, Im steadily rushinUp in your crib with a wig and my metal heavenly trustedYou pussed it, but it aint the copsTurn your back, and like you saw deathLost breath, I left you in shockYou was amazed how the glock raised from the waistGot blazed in your face, was about to drop mace in the placeChill like I did enough, cause real niggas hit em upWell leave it at that for the paramedics to pick it upThis aint a cartoon, I bring light to the darkroomAnd spark boom, step in my path, I leave a heart woundWe pullin out without bustin, no, make no senseIts like ds lockin you up and dont take no printsTell your man in the black van I like it when my canon reactIn one second that shitll blow your family back[ chorus ][ verse 3: big pun ]I thought I told you I only rap for the cheddarKeep the mac under the sweater, ready to clap any niggaWhether on stage or in the gutterI put you frontpage on the coverWhen I pump the gauge through your blubberYou muthafuckas better get protectionI got a smith & wessonStrong enough to launch you up with _the jetsons_Spacely sprockets wanna face the prophet, taste the chocolate? ? ? and disgrace your ? ? ? I lace the bastard, dr. evil let it rumbleGet sent up fuck it ? ? ? bubbleLookin for trouble youve come to the right placePuns out the ice ageA caveman raised by a clan of white apesAn urban legend, in gods eye the perfect sevenThe first to get in the devils ass with a verse from heavenReverse the emblem, he aint ready for the logoNow he cursin and yellin like a baby for his bobo

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