| Aiyyo Joe man whats good man
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| Aiyyo I hear niggas poppin shit
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| They runnin off to the Jakes man
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| They talkin like you ain’t hood nigga
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| What’s really gangsta nigga
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| What up what’s poppin man
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| Aiyyo fuck these niggas man
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| Let these niggas do 88
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| (yeah uh what uh yo yo)
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| Migga tryin to change the Ragine, I won’t have that
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| Step in the club in Manhat at
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| And it feel like sat down, Jose the flow is cocaine
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| Niggas even got the nerve tryin to clone the name
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| It’s the kid wit a thousand aliases, the hood knows
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| Shit nowadays got niggas callin me cooked coke
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| I rise to the to the top and I lay it down quite flat
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| You can battle me up and get your money right back
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| Crack niggas clap niggas wit the fo' kid
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| The newspaper shit
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| Known for crackin niggas jaws
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| And I don’t go to court, I talk wit the hawk
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| Have a forensics specialist outline your corks
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| About time we fought man
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| I’m tired of this rumor shit, ya whole life’s a lie
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| Let you slide but you ruin it, we the guys doin it
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| You only pretend
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| Shoot the place to merk off in my loyalty rims
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| Nigga what
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| Yeah yeah thats whats up my nigga
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| I see these niggas ain’t fuckin wit you though
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| But what’s up wit these niggas though man
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| These niggas is ridin around in fuckin benzes and shit
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| Bentleys & all that sittin on yachts
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| Yea man show these niggas what your 1's like man
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| What’s up
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| I gets duece 5 a show, do 5 a week
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| Let y’all do the math, that’s aight for me
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| Shit never claim to be the richest but the truth is
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| Livest nigga you’ve ever seen in show biz
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| And you know this, notice the dime is poppin
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| Hold the masterpiece watch the Don be coppin
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| I’m like Gunny from Dead Pres'
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| Put the gun in your mouth and tell you how lucky you are to break bread
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| I’m tired of sonnin niggas that don’t believe us
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| I’m at ya life savers alone wit my sneakers
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| I went from humble beginners to ownin the Jimmy’s
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| Fuckin wit women that only want me for winnin
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| Only for homey sittin, scuse me but don’t be shittin
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| I’m only bonin the bitch is if y’all could be gettin
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| Nigga what!
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| Yeah that’s what’s up Crack
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| But what’s up wit that bitch when she gonna drop yo
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| What’s up wit Remy man
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| Where that bitch at man
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| Yeah man
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| Everytime I look around man I don’t see no Remy man
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| Niggas in the hood want you to call this bitch out man
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| What’s up man
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| Yo I don’t give a fuck
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| I don’t play that shit
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| And I feel to bust a cap on a nigga
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| I run up wit a gat on a nigga
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| Cock back on a nigga
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| Like Rem’s that bitch and Crack’s that nigga
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| For every word I spit I get ass cat figures
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| So fuck ass clappin, I’ll clap yo ass nigga
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| And chick is so funny cause I gets gully
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| Rocks throwbacks and fitteds nigga, hoodies and skullies
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| Am I fist is a pack on my wrist is a Jacob
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| And I gotta a «mac» and I don’t mean make up
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| Sellin pies on da block like, I sell aranathum
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| Do you want it raw? |
| Or do want me to bake em?
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| Get the bag it cut it shop it fuck it it’s mothin
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| Got the product the power and the will to do the hustle
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| Shit it’s sicker than vomit, I swear to God it’s disgustin
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| Hot an' fresh out the kitchen so these bitches can’t touch it
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| You gotta love it I’m buggin word to my cousin Tequila
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| Slap the shit outta any bitch interferin wit my scrilla
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| See a nigga he can get it too, fuck what your dick a do
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| Even if I stuttered I will still «shi shi shit on you»
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| My nigga L. V |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Terror Era , by - Terror Squad. Song from the album True Story, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп