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check it out* - terror reid lyrics

[verse 1]
so check it out, i’m finna tell you what i’m all about
your time’s running out, so don’t make me spit it out
you f-ck with reid and that’s a [?]
i’ll pull up in your town and blast your teeth straight up out your mouth
with a magnum
my style stay platinum
[?] hoes know, go ask one
colder than a sickle, got ladies rubbin’ they nipples, pretty simple
f-ck around and get crippled
’cause first thing’s first, b-tch i’m a boss
chew you like moss
leave your face without a bottom jaw
let the game die, b-tch i’ll k!ll it if i have to
and if they ask who they better not ask you
’cause you don’t want to f-ck with a pimp
got a d-ck like a blimp, so i walk with a limp
i’m here to show you punks that i’m the realest it can get
i make myself so smooth i make your momma coochie wet

[hook]
and when it’s all gone (what you believe in?)
sick of always hearin’ it (what you believe in?)
motherf-ckers think i’m losin’ it (what you believe in?)
but i don’t give a f-ck, knuckle up b-ttercup, like
when it’s, when it’s all gone (what you believe in?)
sick of always hearin’ it (what you believe in?)
i’m hung up and i’m stunned (what you believe in?)
but i don’t give a f-ck, knuckle up b-ttercup, like

[verse 2]
one, two, three, four to the five
suicide ain’t work, i’m still alive
six, seven, eight, and the 9-millimeter
ten shots make you high like the ether
don’t trust much, but i just [?] with a slim uppercut
takin’ off the mask, movin’ up
my sh-t suck less than a ho with a fat chest
b-tch looked sick, so i took her to the vet, bet
my rhymes just be wicked like that
throwin’ up the [?] with the fully automatic
i got the window with the four c’s, ho please
and now i gotta [?]
break your b-tch like bread, ’cause [?]
bodies [?] when i boast
my sh-t gross
the host with the most, burn ya like queso
[?], just say so

[hook]
and when it’s all gone (what you believe in?)
sick of always hearin’ it (what you believe in?)
f-ckers think i’m losin’ it (what you believe in?)
but i don’t give a f-ck, knuckle up b-ttercup, like
when it’s, when it’s all gone (what you believe in?)
sick of always hearin’ it (what you believe in?)
i’m hung up and i’m stunned (what you believe in?)
but i don’t give a f-ck, knuckle up b-ttercup, like

- terror reid lyrics

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