Текст песни Terror Squad - War
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[ VERSE 1: Triple Seis ]Yo, I`ma lay the law with A.K.`s or metaphorsMake way for the ghetto roar, these days I set it offY`all hardcore, that`s why I batter you allShatter they jaw, batter the core to make a fad ???Terror Squad to my death, tombstone on my chestWith the chrome in the vest, alone or with T.S.I`ma rep it, I`m a Dominican, now you accept itIt`s like you seen death and chose the Lord as the shepherdYou sceptical, niggas on the block ain`t respectin youCheckin you, ain`t gonna stop when they deckin youWho gon` dock you? I`m comin at you like a tackleTo leave a personal scar in your chest like a tattooSeis`ll clap you, put your dick in the dirtClick at a herb when I spit a clip and rip through your shirtI`m the worst of the beast, put my work on the streetsDo the work with the heat, don`t make me burst through your meat[ CHORUS ]I kill alive for my twinBust ill and do the time for my twinTrust that it`s realAnd he`ll be at my side at the endI got guns that`ll silence your menWe bust off and let the [violence] beginAight then[ VERSE 2: Triple Seis ]Yo yo, Seis come off with a thunderous startPunish niggas from the heart, rip a niga from the sparksOf 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 rapLove to guard your back in the biz, the triz in the backFlamboyant, never givin a slackI jam joints when I live on a trackRan point when they gave me the MacI`m on fat, never lack the realnessI sing that B.J. ( *sirens* ) killer ill shitAnd still rock a nigga, I`m out to be real richYou feel this, shaper than a tooth painDouble-deuce painMy verse take aim, blow your fameWith a burst of flamesAin`t nothin changed, I die in this gameTake the stand and the blame for my manI carry the name revengeTerror Squad in begets carved on my chainYeahTerror SquadTriple Seis, babyUp and comin, sonI`m comin for all that shit, sonThe crown and all thatKnawmean?I rep N.Y. - the Boogie Down, babyL.V., R.C.[Name] CrewTerror Squad, babyThis is how we do1-9-9-9, babyTriple Seis backwardsFeel itWe gon` ride nigga, ride nigga, ride niggaYou gon` die nigga, die nigga, die nigga