City is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne
Anybody want beef with the D.O.N
Guaranteed it would be O.N
I could see your kint
Crouched up over in a humble position
Praying hard oh my god if he only would listen
Somos poco pero locos my trienta ocho a leave you roto
The side of your face the size of a plate
For hiding the weight you just should of give it
My squad bring horror to rap like Wes Craven
Any track I spitted on, I shitted on
Anybody disagree'n with that we could get it on
Keep a fitted on to match the rest of my clothing
Got a ill with just the leapardcan showing
And he got a pipe in his mouth that's how
Like to see the fiend with a pipe in they mouth (nigga)
If my bitch a disrespect shot light in the couch
Best believe I'm a squeeze this freaking pipe in his mouth
I'm the kid that they yapping about they just won't stop
Pearl white Cadillac you got it drop
Yeah, yeah Crack that how how we got to put down my nigga
We got to run neck to neck with these niggas, lets go
We run this shit, Terror Squad
We run this shit, Terror Squad
Case closed casket closed
But is over for why'all brains splattered on the wall
Arms is missing
Everything we seek is the truth far from fiction
Hope why'all not far from listening
Game over up north style pillowcase full of soda
I warned why'all ah
And I usually don't do that
I usually put the tool were your tooth at
And introduced you to Jesus to the chrome
Three seconds after that is a rap for your dome
And I hate to paint a picture so perfect
Believe me dog is just for calling the act makes me nervous
My soul purpose is to rep for real
My no Camazari niggas having the death of mills
You slept on Crillz now the kids backs
With the fourth fifth griz gat
Leave your vision pitched black
Yeah, yeah Crack we need to represent nigga
We to strong to real for these niggas
Lets move
We run this shit, Terror Squad
We run this shit, Terror Squad
Yo ah! You know who rule this shit City is mine I blaze up like Diddy and Shyne Anybody want beef with the D.O.N Guaranteed it would be O.N I could see your kint Crouched up over in a humble position Praying hard oh my god if he only would listen Somos poco pero locos my trienta ocho a leave you roto The side of your face the size of a plate For hiding the weight you just should of give it My squad bring horror to rap like Wes Craven Any track I spitted on, I shitted on Anybody disagree'n with that we could get it on Keep a fitted on to match the rest of my clothing Got a ill with just the leapardcan showing And he got a pipe in his mouth that's how Like to see the fiend with a pipe in they mouth (nigga) If my bitch a disrespect shot light in the couch Best believe I'm a squeeze this freaking pipe in his mouth I'm the kid that they yapping about they just won't stop Pearl white Cadillac you got it drop Yeah, yeah Crack that how how we got to put down my nigga We got to run neck to neck with these niggas, lets go We run this shit, Terror Squad We run this shit, Terror Squad Case closed casket closed But is over for why'all brains splattered on the wall Arms is missing Everything we seek is the truth far from fiction Hope why'all not far from listening Game over up north style pillowcase full of soda I warned why'all ah And I usually don't do that I usually put the tool were your tooth at And introduced you to Jesus to the chrome Three seconds after that is a rap for your dome And I hate to paint a picture so perfect Believe me dog is just for calling the act makes me nervous My soul purpose is to rep for real My no Camazari niggas having the death of mills You slept on Crillz now the kids backs With the fourth fifth griz gat Leave your vision pitched black Yeah, yeah Crack we need to represent nigga We to strong to real for these niggas Lets move We run this shit, Terror Squad We run this shit, Terror Squad Explain Request ×
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