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Terror Squad Song Lyrics

Triple Threat


what, fuck ya want from me,
see i love my thugs but im a terrorist nigga and imma terrorize ya ass
till gone for miles pana
what, bitch ass nigga!!

(Verse 1 Armageddon)

I jeopardize this rap shit and blast ya ass to prove a point
I got thug nigguz who don't even rap callin to do joints
frontin off the strength and you the weak link in the click
it's obvious you pussy i could see the pink in the clit
i seen the chip and the clip of my daily desert eagle
fourty four metal with heat'll
open ya belly like it's legal
push you back a few feet send you sailin like a seagull
when we clash in the street
why was you bailin if you evil (you ain't evil)
talkin bout somebody tryin to playa hate you
actually i like you but fuck wit my squad the German a.k.'ll hit you
ever seen what them things could do could-
down to ya tims, i'm like the limit on ya life
the demon on ya light
that figure in the dark that takes ya heart in the mid of night
this aint a joke cause aint nuttin comical how my laser scope
aim at ya dome could erase the features off ya facial bones

(chorus)
i'm like a triple threat
double dare you to try to rip my neck
the way my click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck
i know you ain't forget the way these squad niggaz rep
comin at me from the sideline like you intend to step (x2)

(Verse 2 Big Pun)

Fuck the battlin' it's world war four i mean the red form
no need to crowd the name is aroused up in the dead zone
New World Order i only flow wit the real horror
chrome C4 to ya door and pearl harbor
we can bring it back
gats on the holsters of mini macs
gats on the holsters strapped to the shoulders of maniacs
where we a

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