Terror Squad&Armageaddon&Big Pun&Cuban Link - Triple Threat (feat. Armageaddon, Big Pun, & Cuban Link)
LRC歌词
[04:03.00]what, **** ya want from me,
[04:03.00]see i love my thugs but im a terrorist nigga and imma terrorize ya ass
[04:03.00]till gone for miles pana
[04:03.00]what, ***** ass nigga!!
[04:03.00](Verse 1 Armageddon)
[04:03.00]I jeopardize this rap **** and blast ya ass to prove a point
[04:03.00]I got thug nigguz who don't even rap callin to do joints
[04:03.00]frontin off the strength and you the weak link in the click
[04:03.00]it's obvious you ***** i could see the pink in the ****
[04:03.00]i seen the chip and the clip of my daily desert eagle
[04:03.00]fourty four metal with heat'll
[04:03.00]open ya belly like it's legal
[04:03.00]push you back a few feet send you sailin like a seagull
[04:03.00]when we clash in the street
[04:03.00]why was you bailin if you evil (you ain't evil)
[04:03.00]talkin bout somebody tryin to playa hate you
[04:03.00]actually i like you but **** wit my squad the German a.k.'ll hit you
[04:03.00]ever seen what them things could do could-
[04:03.00]down to ya tims, i'm like the limit on ya life
[04:03.00]the demon on ya light
[04:03.00]that figure in the dark that takes ya heart in the mid of night
[04:03.00]this aint a joke cause aint nuttin comical how my laser scope
[04:03.00]aim at ya dome could erase the features off ya facial bones
[04:03.00](chorus)
[04:03.00]i'm like a triple threat
[04:03.00]double dare you to try to rip my neck
[04:03.00]the way my click spit techs will leave you wet from **** to neck
[04:03.00]i know you ain't forget the way these squad niggaz rep
[04:03.00]comin at me from the sideline like you intend to step (x2)
[04:03.00](Verse 2 Big Pun)
[04:03.00]**** the battlin' it's world war four i mean the red form
[04:03.00]no need to crowd the name is aroused up in the dead zone
[04:03.00]New World Order i only flow wit the real horror
[04:03.00]chrome C4 to ya door and pearl harbor
[04:03.00]we can bring it back
[04:03.00]gats on the holsters of mini macs
[04:03.00]gats on the holsters strapped to the shoulders of maniacs
[04:03.00]where we a
文本歌词
what, **** 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, ***** ass nigga!!
(Verse 1 Armageddon)
I jeopardize this rap **** 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 ***** i could see the pink in the ****
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 **** 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 **** 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)
**** 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