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Triple Threat Lyrics - Singles - Terror Squad

Yeah 

Fuck ya want from me 

See I love my thugs but I'm a terrorist nigga 

And Imma terrorize ya ass till gone for miles pana 

What, bitch ass nigga 

 

I jeopardize this rap shit and blast ya ass to prove a point 

I got thug nigguz that 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 my clip of my daily desert eagle 

Forty 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 to 

Cut your legs, remove your from your hip 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 ain't a joke 'cause ain't nuttin' comical how my laser scope 

Aim at ya dome could erase the features off ya facial bones 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

 

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 at the projects, why don't you get the closet 

Ahh, shit killa clacks, could've brought back ya prostate 

 

Buyacka got bullets big enough to move ya car 

Land cruisers 18 wheelers we do it tied 

Just let it happen, I prefer violence instead of rappin' 

Fuckin' wit this Latin assassin, better get ya head examined 

My shit be slammin' like Onyx and Wrestle Mania 

You really want it, you philly blounted in Pennsylvania 

I'm aimin' the mac right at ya hat, better watch ya back black 

I ain't sayin' you wack but you's a copy cat 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

 

Yo, now who the fuck wanna battle this 

You garbage pail rappers would get ya cabbage split 

Got a habit of brandin' ammitur nigguz like cattle hips 

So watch ya lips 'cause what you fuckin' is hazardous 

Shut up and catch a clip, I roll wit more dogz than St. Lazorous 

What happened is ya raps ain't accurate, you claim you packin' it 

But when the action hits you rather switch into a faggot bitch 

I'm hardcore, it's not my fault ya softer than cardboard 

Ya started to battle so I'mma turn into the God four 

 

Switch to southpaw like De La Hoya golden boy 

I put it on you polaroid finish, left you as red as Sonya 

I been a soulja all my life, fought for stripes all most saw the light 

Talk to Christ, he told me that my songs so nice 

And for the right price I might just body you 

Chop ya ass into particles and read about you in newspaper articles 

I'm sick and tired talkin' shit, got beef wit me then so be it 

I'll rush you like the Soviet Union and leave you soakin' wet 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

 

I'm like a Triple Threat 

Double dare you to try to rip my neck 

The way you click spit techs will leave you wet from dick to neck 

I know you ain't forget the way you squad niggaz rep 

Comin' at me from the sideline like you intend to step 

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