Terror Reid — AINT NOTHIN

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(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 that’s 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 imma 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