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2nd ii none – underground terror lyrics


so you waited and waited and waited, now you comin’ on down
with a hit to get an underground tape you can’t escape
‘cause you b-tches you like the -tracks- and you n-ggas like the -tracks-
put on my tape and hear the jam, it’ll make you say -godd-mn-

[gangsta d]
oh yeah, we comin’ with the feeling of a true
with a street point-of-view, doing things that the others can’t do
step to the side and let the true n-gga speak
you’re on the nuts and them m-th-f-ckas droppin’ to my feet

just hanging by a string, trying to get a piece of the k
all fools drop out the way of the real (real) true (true) n-ggas

[gangsta d]
so don’t try to figure how a n-gga like the d could make so much money
punkin’ all these n-ggas for they b-tch to be my honey
and n-ggas keep comin’ around, claimin’ they down
back up, fool, and stay down and get ready for the…

[scratched hook]
“underground -rs-nal of terror”
“underground -rs-nal of terror”
“now listen…”

kk on the trigger, n-ggas better duck
you played around, fool, and your -ss got stuck
don’t even try to fight, you know you’ll get bucked
oops, i caught you slippin’ and your -ss got f-cked
treated like a pooh b-tt, trained like a sl-t
without the vaseline, straight meat to the b-tt
now, with your booty, you know i need my cut
f-ck the d-mn money, i get paid by the nut
hit the switch, got the grip
chrome to my side, don’t even try to trip
now the k’s on display, going across the land
knockin’ boots and i’m through with the loot in my hand
second to n-o-n-e, none
i’m the one on the run with a gun and i’m stunning the rest
the crowd, i do it loud
for the hood i’m down, but now i’m rockin’ the underground

[scratched hook]
“underground -rs-nal of terror”
“underground -rs-nal of terror”
“now listen…”

[gangsta d]
huh, i’m kickin’ sh-t, so much sh-t that it stank, yeah
a young n-gga that’s making a bank
got these b-tches on my nuts like a sh-ll
‘cause a n-gga like the d serve it well
so get back, you little sorry m-th-f-ckas
eat a d-ck, you little short d-ck bustas
yeah, i serve the crowd the bomb -ss yayo
and when i roll, m-th-f-ckas lay low
you wanna be a n-gga like me, you gotta be down for your crown
and claim your spot, g
and what i preach ain’t quoted from a bible
if you know like i know, it’s all about survival
‘cause b-tchmade n-ggas don’t scare me
and if you lesser, then the gat don’t try to tear me
see, the d is out to break the street barriers
comin’ up with that… (“underground -rs-nal of terror”) m-th-f-ckas

[scratched hook]
“underground -rs-nal of terror”
“underground -rs-nal of terror”
“now listen…”

[outro: gangsta d + kk]
alright, check this sh-t out
yo, we would like to say what’s up to the m-th-f-ckin’ homies
amg (the b-tches better have his money)
my n-gga quik (y’all know we gotsta get bent tonite”)
and to the crazy -ss skanless poet hi-c
(all y’all b-tches can’t play him like no puppet)
and that’s right, what’s up playa hamm?
(just to keep your m-th-f-ckin’ attention)
and you know what? all you n-ggas in compton rollin’ on this sh-t
y’all m-th-f-ckas stay up
and we up out this m-th-f-cka (let’s roll!)
greedy greg (h-ll m-th-f-ckin’ yeah)
lynch mickey in the m-th-f-ckin’ house
yo quik, we faded, we up outta here
y’all ready to roll?
alright, cut…