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Текст (слова) песни: Terror Squad - 99 Live



Dont be scared of this

(terror sqaud)

Dont be scared of this

(thats right, thats right)

Prospecto

Follow me here now

[ chorus ]

Throw your hands up

My live niggas in the cut, put your triggers up

If you got love say, "nigga, nigga what"

(nigga what) like you dont give a fuck

Bitches playin niggas just to get a buck

Get a buck (yeah, we hit em up) (2x)

[ verse 1: prospect ]

Yo, its the p-r-o-s-p-e-c-t

Im a thug you cant ph.d. me

Catch me in the back of the club switchin it up

Type of nigga to get drunk and piss in your cup

Listen up to what it is, know a lotta mamis lovin the triz

And some, they tryin to pull it off right in front of the kids

Before I think about coming to cribs

I be lugging my glitz so big, on the waist it be rubbing my ribs

Its very dangerous fuckin with this

I been doublin chips holdin my own with the chrome double-grips

Up in the mix, caught a couple of vics

When I used to fight, but I aint been scufflin since

This is as tough as it gets, never leave nothin with prints

Or you get blast and youre chopped up and stuffed in the fridge

They not playin me, I perfected this game from a to z

The ones I dont know will need ropes to hands and knees

[ chorus ]

[ verse 2: prospect ]

This shitll never stop, as long as I live, ima forever rock

And stop niggas right where they standin when the baretta pop

My moms said I better not, but knew I had to

I said, "im bustin mines, and aint nobody movin at you"

She laughed too, like I was jokin, when Im chrome-totin

I have a nigga in his home hopin I dont blow his dome open

I stay stoned, smokin while Im on the low, Im copin

A cool guy, but at times you catch me tone-locin

Been through a lotta shit, but never had a bone broken

Its tragic how I rap shit with my own potion

>from here to hoboken I was hoppin trains with no token

Now Im on stage, they say Im show-boatin

My flow potent, cause its mixed in raw

Spell it backwards, its war

The gat spits, you backflip through the door

I kill em all, terror squadian style

I only get down with the crown, only partyin wild

Ya heard

[ chorus ]

Now everybody from b-k, throw em up

Now everybody from new jerz, throw em up

Now everybody from q-b, throw em up

Now everybody from the b-x, throw em up

Now everybody from staten island, throw em up

To all my partners from westside, throw em up

Now everybody from the east coast, throw em up

If you dirty like the south, throw em up

You better throw em up

My man big pun, hit em up

My man joey crack, hit em up

The whole terror squad hit em up

The thoroughbreds, we hit em up

Prospect

99

Its almost over, baby

Right

 

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