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TERROR REID – Tha Jackpot ( Lyrics) Letra TERROR REID TERROR REID – Tha Jackpot ( Lyrics )

Verse 1
UH
there he go again floatin out tha doe
sanny joe, 6-4 widda undaglow
don’t get pushy w me i got somethin fo i go
i pull in and make it pop like a neck bone
I make ya melt, a force yaint neva felt
Beat cha ass w this game leave a welt
i did my job and i did it well
with no help by myself
and that sells in and of itself

cuz in they eyez, i’m somewhat of a god
prolly cuz i make they head knod an awful lot
dey told me get it so dis what i got, thanks alot
you playin slotz, but bitch i hit da jack pot
dis shit right here is a monumental moment
and wat dat mean fuck boy u got yaself a new opponent
i keep it shut so i dont reveal components
Dey smashed up my whip but we good im still goin

Verse 2
dont really know what im doin
hockin to a beat daz stupid
feelin pretty fluent, and business been boomin
the garden and the flowers all bloomin, im stewin
thinkin bout tha homiez man
i wonder wat they doin
i had to bounce, i had to dip
jump off of that quick sinkin ship
go harvest me some more chips
and get a big ass house out in da stickz where no one lives
cold as shit, do some cid off da grid

start to take and stop givin shits
you know exactly who it is
dont even start w that petty shit
im making moves, suplexing hella fools
breaking rules, takin down the whole roof
a top gun, from this life to the next one
till i return to the coast yea, the best one
the left one, same side where the slug go
enjoy the ride folkz, this my metamorpho
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TERROR REID – No Gimmix Ft POUYA ( Lyrics ) Letra TERROR REID TERROR REID – No Gimmix Ft POUYA ( Lyrics )

Verse 1 (Reid)
well wat u about this young man
fully tinted, never planned
burnin handz, make it chilly like itz “Mt Shann”
snatching fat bandz sucka
sloppy bitch fucka, double-D sucka
der will neva b anotha one
do it undercover, son
gank a beezy just fo fun
eat dat pussy right, dey call me “Lickatung”
rip n run, never none
bitch i wan it all, hella heavy balls
reid da final boss

So suck my dick from the back
matta fact lick da sack
i already threw it back, i aint playin “bounce back”
fuck u if u bothered by that, bitch, this ain a act
ill bend ya neck back, hear it snap n sample that
she a 10 so ima handle that, make a band w dat
choke her out n get the candle wax
manic maniac cause a chain react
tell me whatchu think a dat?
one deep, neva sleep homie
take a perma-nap
uh

Verse 2 (Pouya)
silly bitch don’t play with me
mean what you say when you say what you say
from MIA to the BAY
flip a bitch a day everyday
these bitches wanna lay
with me cause I’m paid
ALL BUT 6 the clicka
choppa with a beam hop out the whip look like a stick up
fanboys irritating like the hiccups

thought he wanted to kill me but he just wanted a picture
with the Florida boy
sipping soda in Sarasota I’m overdosing in front of the corner store
I’m low key, feeling lovely
let me bust a nut before you fuck me
meet me at the back buckees
Mike Tyson with the dick to fuck you til you love me
Faggot
I feel like clank with the way I’m with the ratchet
if you need it and you want it you can fucking have it
baby bone feel like Davis when I’m faded
I might hit you with a hook and if I can’t knock you out
this 45 will have you cooked boy

Hook
(Reid)
No gimmix, whopper make a killin
Evaporate da ceilin pullin up where yo bitch livin
(Pouya)
No kidding, stack it to da ceiling
Throw yo handz to da sky if you feelin how im feelin

(Reid)
Da silly villain, well over a million
Come peep da evil plan we da illest in tha buildin
(Pouya)
Gut spillin, bloody nose drippin
Bitch we on yo ass like a shot of penicilin

(Both)
No Gimmix
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TERROR REID – Run It Back ( Lyrics) Letra TERROR REID TERROR REID – Run It Back ( Lyrics)

It be that that smooth talkin double R, raisin the bar
poppin soon, moon walkin out a stolen car
dem boyz mock em but them females jockin
in they fishnet stockings cuz i do it so bizarre

off the leash, drippin from da heat
tha guillotine freak take ya head for keeps
and when im onna mic it gets hard to speak
my rap style elite, so getcho dumb ass back to sleep

Masochistic
Catch a clip quick when dis shit hit
ya betcha ass ima throw a fit
iz goin down like a dike wen i show up
might wanna take a hike befo ya broke ass throw up

ah shit, i think i struck a cord
tha ovalord, swinging a megazord sword
tha undisputed zooted
super mega mutant, too stupid
booty shootin, fumin
dark wizard of gore

CHORUS
talkin a whole lotta shit an i ain like dat
bout my bread nuff said i gotta knack
now dey buzzin all da sudden i kill em by tha dozen
gettem widda bat bitch run it back

and youll never be shit, remember dat
w one shot ill push ya brain out da back
dey wanna ride w me betta b ready 2 die w me
2 hell n back neva cap
bitch run it back

VERSE 2
Okay so
Dis is tha part where i tear em apart
limb from limb, silly slim
Do u think its really him?

at tha door w some more of that gross shit
ghost in a cloak boutta make ya hoe famous

my face front page
“terrors a murderer!”
now out my face lil mark i never herda ya
wat i boutta do really aint concernin you
and even if it did ima take it 2 tha tomb

Then ill break into you room in the night
wit a big ass knife and rip a big ass hole in yo pig ass wife
outta sight cuz fuck yo life
tuck myself in baby and ill sleep all night

matta fact i might sleep in
u see me creepin
beat em like a demon motha fuck wat they thinkin
first class, any class know i taught it
everything you want in life reid already got it
Hoe

CHORUS
talkin a whole lotta shit an i ain like dat
bout my bread nuff said i gotta knack
now dey buzzin all da sudden i kill em by tha dozen
gettem widda bat bitch run it back

and youll never be shit, remember dat
w one shot ill push ya brain out da back
dey wanna ride w me betta b ready 2 die w me
2 hell n back neva cap
bitch run it back

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TERROR REID – Dis Substance ( Lyrics ) Letra TERROR REID TERROR REID – Dis Substance ( Lyrics Lyric )
Verse 1
I been gone off alcohol cant get to the bottom of dis jug
I hit my plug “come n get me out this hole i dug”
hangs up, i shrug
seem like nobody got the time for me
no time for reid, swallow up my platinum pride and bleed

memorizin lines to leave the house, cant get out da couch
addys out the pouch actin like they help an ounce
im chasing, im racing, won’t make it, im faded
i face it, forsaken cant take it no mo

i check the top dro daz where the powder go
hit up my old hoe, but i burned dat bridge long time ago
know im the shit, but right now i aint shit
so i sniff n hit the studio but i cant write shit

where the fuck im supposed to look?
Ain know how much i took
no answers in these books
livin da life of a cold crook

daz wat i get right? isn’t that wat u said?
back to the loop, my own demise
livin in my head

Chorus
and just like me, dis substance better known to kill
but it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
cant walk da line or hold still,
dassa nother pill

and just like me, dis substance better known to kill
but it make it betta for a time, gotta keep it real
still by myself, bendin corners inna coupe deville
cant walk da line or hold still,
dassa nother pill

Verse 2
i said i wont regret no shit i ever did, daz definite
aint heaven sent n itz evident
Iz hard to walk away w a dick this big
dirty 30 im standin sturdy
hoes on my nutz n they dirty
i alwayz worry, dip in a hurry
gotta boss it up gotta use my fury

got shit u dont, fuckin w shit u wont
neva home these hoez be goin prone
dey hittin my phone like “why u so alone?”
I been round dat block quite a few times
still pickin dat lock, gotta get my mind in tact
look at da facts, n pickup da slack

Cuz fuck ya relations, aint complicated
i try to fit in but i aint got the patience
i think ima sadist, dont wanna be famous
i just wanna stack up my gualla and tell em i made it
fuck what i want right?
ima stay killin it on sight
Told em it wont be a long fight
boy i could do dis shit all night

and i will keep it sealed
daz my bitch, yall know da deal
got ten toes down inna game for real
growin up like grass wit da mass appeal
flak jack inna mask givin caps a peel
matte black cadillac and a pack of pills and a bag of skills
try to match, get skinned alive
cant stop me now, dis game is mine
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