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War (feat. Triple Seis) (Explicit) (Explicit LP Version)

Terror Squad
1999-09-212:49 minSynced lyrics

"War (feat. Triple Seis) (Explicit) (Explicit LP Version)" is a song by Terror Squad, released in 1999 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:49 long and contains 88 lines and 602 words.

0:00War (Explicit LP Version) - Terror Squad/Triple Seis
0:16Yo I'm a lay the law with A K 's or metaphors
0:18Make way for the ghetto roar these days I set it off
0:21Y'all hardcore that's why I batter you all
0:23Shatter they jaw batter the core to make a fad
0:26Terror Squad to my death tombstone on my chest
0:29With the chrome in the vest alone or with T S
0:32I'ma rep it I'm a Dominican now you accept it
0:34It's like you seen death
0:35And chose the Lord as the shepherd
0:37You sceptical niggas on the block ain't respectin you
0:39Checkin you ain't gonna stop when they deckin you
0:42Who gon' dock you I'm comin at you like a tackle
0:45To leave a personal scar in your chest like a tattoo
0:47Seis'll clap you put your dick in the dirt
0:50Click at a herb when I spit a clip and rip through your shirt
0:52I'm the worst of the beast put my work on the streets
0:55Do the work with the heat
0:56Don't make me burst through your meat
0:57I kill alive for my twin
0:59Bust ill and do the time for my twin
1:01Trust that it's real
1:02And he'll be at my side at the end
1:03I got guns that'll silence your men
1:05We bust off and let the begin
1:07Aight then
1:08I kill alive for my twin
1:09Bust ill and do the time for my twin
1:11Trust that it's real
1:12And he'll be at my side at the end
1:14I got guns that'll silence your men
1:16We bust off and let the begin
1:18Aight then
1:18Yo yo Seis come off with a thunderous start
1:21Punish niggas from the heart
1:22Rip a niga from the sparks
1:23Of the glizze leave a ni**a clapped on Rap City
1:26I'm strapped with the Mac milli you wack as
1:28It ain't hard to scrap
1:30My Squad's the vanguard of rap
1:32Love to guard your back in the biz
1:33The triz in the back
1:34Flamboyant never givin a slack
1:36I jam joints when I live on a track
1:38Ran point when they gave me the Mac
1:40I'm on fat never lack the realness
1:42I sing that B J killer ill sh*t
1:45And still rock a ni**a I'm out to be real rich
1:47You feel this shaper than a tooth pain
1:50Double-deuce pain
1:50My verse take aim blow your fame
1:52With a burst of flames
1:53Ain't nothin changed I die in this game
1:55Take the stand and the blame for my man
1:57I carry the name revenge
1:59Terror Squad in begets carved on my chain
2:01I kill alive for my twin
2:02Bust ill and do the time for my twin
2:03Trust that it's real
2:04And he'll be at my side at the end
2:06I got guns that'll silence your men
2:08We bust off and let the begin
2:10Aight then
2:11I kill alive for my twin
2:12Bust ill and do the time for my twin
2:14Trust that it's real
2:15And he'll be at my side at the end
2:17I got guns that'll silence your men
2:18We bust off and let the begin
2:20Aight then
2:21Yeah
2:22Terror Squad
2:23Triple Seis baby
2:24Up and comin son
2:25I'm comin for all that sh*t son
2:27The crown and all that
2:29Knawmean
2:29I rep N Y - the Boogie Down baby
2:31L V R C
2:34Terror Squad baby
2:35This is how we do
2:371-9-9-9 baby
2:39Triple Seis backwards
2:40Feel it
2:42We gon' ride ni**a ride ni**a ride ni**a
2:44You gon' die ni**a die ni**a die ni**a
2:47We gon' ride ni**a ride ni**a ride ni**a
2:49You gon' die ni**a die ni**a die ni**a
War (Explicit LP Version) - Terror Squad/Triple Seis
Yo  I'm a lay the law with A K 's or metaphors
Make way for the ghetto roar  these days I set it off
Y'all hardcore  that's why I batter you all
Shatter they jaw  batter the core to make a fad
Terror Squad to my death  tombstone on my chest
With the chrome in the vest  alone or with T S
I'ma rep it  I'm a Dominican  now you accept it
It's like you seen death
And chose the Lord as the shepherd
You sceptical  niggas on the block ain't respectin you
Checkin you  ain't gonna stop when they deckin you
Who gon' dock you  I'm comin at you like a tackle
To leave a personal scar in your chest like a tattoo
Seis'll clap you  put your dick in the dirt
Click at a herb when I spit a clip and rip through your shirt
I'm the worst of the beast  put my work on the streets
Do the work with the heat
Don't make me burst through your meat
I kill alive for my twin
Bust ill and do the time for my twin
Trust that it's real
And he'll be at my side at the end
I got guns that'll silence your men
We bust off and let the begin
Aight then
I kill alive for my twin
Bust ill and do the time for my twin
Trust that it's real
And he'll be at my side at the end
I got guns that'll silence your men
We bust off and let the begin
Aight then
Yo yo  Seis come off with a thunderous start
Punish niggas from the heart
Rip a niga from the sparks
Of the glizze  leave a ni**a clapped on Rap City
I'm strapped with the Mac milli  you wack as
It ain't hard to scrap
My Squad's the vanguard of rap
Love to guard your back in the biz
The triz in the back
Flamboyant  never givin a slack
I jam joints when I live on a track
Ran point when they gave me the Mac
I'm on fat  never lack the realness
I sing that B J  killer ill sh*t
And still rock a ni**a  I'm out to be real rich
You feel this  shaper than a tooth pain
Double-deuce pain
My verse take aim  blow your fame
With a burst of flames
Ain't nothin changed  I die in this game
Take the stand and the blame for my man
I carry the name revenge
Terror Squad in begets carved on my chain
I kill alive for my twin
Bust ill and do the time for my twin
Trust that it's real
And he'll be at my side at the end
I got guns that'll silence your men
We bust off and let the begin
Aight then
I kill alive for my twin
Bust ill and do the time for my twin
Trust that it's real
And he'll be at my side at the end
I got guns that'll silence your men
We bust off and let the  begin
Aight then
Yeah
Terror Squad
Triple Seis  baby
Up and comin  son
I'm comin for all that sh*t  son
The crown and all that
Knawmean
I rep N Y  - the Boogie Down  baby
L V   R C
Terror Squad  baby
This is how we do
1-9-9-9  baby
Triple Seis backwards
Feel it
We gon' ride ni**a  ride ni**a  ride ni**a
You gon' die ni**a  die ni**a  die ni**a
We gon' ride ni**a  ride ni**a  ride ni**a
You gon' die ni**a  die ni**a  die ni**a
War (feat. Triple Seis) (Explicit) (Explicit LP Version) lyrics

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