Hippity Hops 2

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TERROR REID - SUPA DUPA - LYRICS

now i didn’t wanna have to do this
(well god damn)
but when i touch a mic suckaz duck like i’m shootin
i’m bootin cookie cutter butter soft rappers
wanna rip my style off me like a snickers bar wrapper

just hand it over man i ain’t gonna ask ya
u ain’t a cappa youza cherry flavored acta
if that’s ya bitch u should prolly come grab her
cuz she in the studio feedin me chicken flavad crackaz

what it do?
i’m still the rude ass terror dude
i still got da flu, still sniffing supadupa glue
and i ain’t finna stop til i’m blue
keep talkin that shit, you can kiss my kaboos

and for the record, i spot ya hoe like a leopard
i roll up downtown made her neck hurt
wit out any effort
cold blood mane i need a sweatshirt
tha molotov fiya bomb lookin for a pill presser

now i ain’t said shit fo a minute
still got mo dough than a chef in a kitchen
and i ain’t gon lie man i really been spendin
what da fuck u think i did in this lovely pandemic?

legend has it , reid in the lab cookin magic
and furthermore the shit he got in store is fantastic
cuz last time i checked man he really been at it
i heard he pulled a 4 w a semi automatic

the silly water drinkin, pilly poppin stinkin
demon still skeemin on a sucka bitch
neo pets lovin trick
steady goin harder than most
da king of the coast
i’m floating on a boat stackin whole wheat toast

and neva too quick to flip a cop
mafuckas needa stop
all the flockin on my top, i’ll drop em like a stock
you know the name and if ya don’t, bitch ya betta learn
go tell the cops terror has returned
uh

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LYRICS:

(Aight holdup i gotta fuck this shit up real quick, holdup)

Now lemme break it down for ya numbskulls, (for ya numbskulls)
Terror go so hard it make you and ya folks go dumb
Like mi amigos from da west
We off our meds and flickin fools like cigarettes
What’s next? Ain't got a plan mane, watchu thankin? (I don’t know)
I’m in the back, and my pockets still stankin from the
Indo i got at the shop up the block
I kinda wanna stop, but I might get popped
Ayo, i’ve never been played by a bop (nope)
Hoes too quick to homie hop and get da crotch rot, whoda thought?
With one word i got these nerds hot
And all these nerd birds flock, like i'm throwin seeds in a lot
Anyway, movin on
I come up with this shit so quick, ya gonna wanna put a helmet on
Cuz at the crack of dawn i’ll be on ya lawn
Droppin off packages just like tha unabomb
I’m blowin up ya crib and the fishes out da pond
I’ll spare ya mom, so you can see me when i tug her thong
In hindsight it’s probably wrong, but who got the mic? (Hm)
Yea thas right, now sing along:

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin but a Reid thang baby
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin finna do it my way
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gotta do?
Ain’t shit I’m finna spend my chips
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin less you go that way

(Ayo) Reid! What the fuck, where you been?
I been chillin, honed in, with a paper and a pen again
And ima need ends for you and ya friends
Cuz im servin up game like a benny in a Bennigans
I’m here to win, but you already knew
Still the same ol thang, so go ahead hide ya boo
Cuz the new school dude in cool boots finna swoop
Yaint have a clue, what i'm really boutta do
I’ll take ya chick mane im storm chaser (storm chaser)
The real slick, world class, door breaker (door breaker)
She want the thick stick, but i can’t shaker her (i can’t shake her)
The trouble makin, rap game Undertaker (the Undertaker)
Yea, its like this, but it ain’t like that (nah)
I’m drinking crown by the fifth in a Cadillac, pullin back
Triple six slappin out da pack, where the yak at?
Couple steps back lil mane best remember that
Cuz once i get going this shit become hotta
The don dotta, comin up from unda wata
There’s really none otha, you got the boy wunda
And i cut the whole thang like butta, it ain’t nothin

Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin but a Reid thang baby
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin finna do it my way
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gotta do?
Ain’t shit I’m finna spend my chips
Whatcha wanna do? Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha wanna do?
Ain’t Nothin less you go that way

AINT NOTHIN

TERROR REID - AINT NOTHIN

The Tragedy of a Clown

The Dungeon

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CREEPIN 4 MY CHIPZ

TERROR REID - CREEPIN 4 MY CHIPZ

[Verse 1]
Do or die motive in this bitch
And we never switch up can't fold never twitch, by any measure
I'm ready whenever for another endeavor to sever
Wherever i wanna be I'm busy applying the pressure
Ain't no funny shit, moving money fast now
Shit be ludicrous doin all these laps round
The rap ground, Xperado in the background
Time to feast can't be telling me to back down
I'd be lying if I tell ya that I don't bite
Quick scope snipe, exploding you on sight
And I love revenge, I could do this all day all night
All this gunfight generating my own sunlight
Keep my eyes peeled like I'm walking through mine fields
Five deals didn't take any I got meals on my table
Able to finagle what I want to, can't sink this ship I'm like a pontoon

[Verse 2]
I'm in my town straight chilling, gats and bats but that's a given
I got the stats of supervillains, yea people wanna bother me
But where were they at when I went through poverty
I was a troubled individual, but I turned my life round to a visual
I turned the beats on loop inside of the coupe
Skipped school to freestyle my grades stooped
Ctrl alt delete, footprints I'm creating with my feet
We don't walk the same concrete, best plan is no plan at all
Just stand tall on the planet and catch ya falls
I been underestimated never under achieve
I got the keys and I just smoke tree hoe what it be?
Check it, I come and wreck it and shake a leg it
The bootlegged boogie monster who ain't decrepit

COUNTER STRIKE

KELLEN DE VOS - GRAND SLAM

No Way Out

Young G's (feat. The Notorious B.I.G. & Jay-Z)

Out Of Business

Symphony 2000 (feat. Redman, Method Man & Lady Luck)

Expansion Team

Worst Comes To Worst

The Platform

Work The Angles

Muddy Waters

Pick It Up

Pouya - 41

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LYRICS:

(Reid)
Fuck the Earth Put my dick in the dirt
its terror
straight digging through ya grandmas purse
its the disrespectful lunatic
hes fuckin up the game and shit
strapped with a beam sword cooling off a vicodin
my brain is oozin who am i bruisin?
im choosin to take the loot and
ill strangle you with both hands
then borrow ya stove to make some bomb ass toast before i wet ya folks
ya better bring ya coat

(Eliozie)
Like Eminem im bout to blackout, spazz out
lookin for someone to beat the crap out
whip the ass out
hit the map route then i passed out
off the bath salts eatin asphault in a cash vault
eliozie onto bigger things ointo better things
i got iller dreams life be pleasuring
lots of commas i be measuring like the treasury
people pesterin
ties are severin im busy renderin

(Reid)
so put yo muthafuckin hands all the way to the sky
its reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
6 feet deep under the street is where you sleep
no other can defeat this discreet meat beatin theif

(Eliozie)
put ya Hands int eh sky if you ready to die
terror reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
yet another mission he starts the transmission and goes missing
cant find no heart rhythm 

(Reid)
I am not form this planet i did not plan this
go on and make a fucking sandwich
for the banned man in a trash can eatin xans clutchin bands
wearin pink vans as he does the thizzle dance
physically not mentally or spiritually insane ill eat ya brain
with an ice cold glass of lemonade
doin cocaine off a razor blade huffin propane
feelin like a pitcher as im chuckin this grenade mane

(Eliozie)
My brain fried like a hash brown
bitches drop they pants down
like im a king with a damn crown
movin quick i dont ever stand down
ran down five cops
now they yellin man down
oops
i dont really give a shit about them
ima do my shit without them
its astoundin how mutha fuckas
really are surroundin so i drown them
in a fountain now im climbin mountains shoutin 
fuck them

(Reid)
so put yo muthafuckin hands all the way to the sky
its reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
6 feet deep under the street is where you sleep
no other can defeat this discreet meat beatin theif

(Eliozie)
put ya Hands int eh sky if you ready to die
terror reid and eliozie bout to bury you alive
yet another mission he starts the transmission and goes missing
cant find no heart rhythm

TERROR REID - AINT NOTHIN

TERROR REID

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