The Trio

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DEVILISH TRIO - Rap, Phonk

The Trio

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Lyrics

[Verse I: Tenngage] Pullin' up to your house Cock this pound on the mound Next victim in the ground Your body will not be found I will beat the murda case 'Cause you know I leave no trace Rip your fuckin' teeth from your face 'Cause they will be placed In my secret keep sake Where all my other shit lays I am the Houdini with the corpse I will demonstrate Methuselah was very cool to ya But bitch better watch your back Trio on attack, dressed in black Slippin' through the cracks [Verse II: HYDRA] Hollow point slugs for you thugs gettin' buck All my killers grab ya Glocks And ya pumps, put 'em up It's the Trio back with another evil ass junt Got some Anna for these playa hataz Hoe, ya better run Demons all up in my fuckin' mind See the darkness in my eyes Livin' in the flames of the underground 'till I die Chicken chicken bone, now it's on Go and grab your chrome Pull up to your home Tenn and Baker go and bust the tone Take your soul Bitch, I am the keeper of the crypt I get ya sleepin' then I dip off in the night I'm always creepin' with a limp Break the law Run up on this evil Mane Hoe, I promise I'ma break your fuckin' jaw Death to a lemon lame Haters talkin' all that shit Tryna get a playa pissed Come and kiss the Devil's fist When I stang I ain't gon' miss Gettin' buck with my brothers We be hidin' in the mist Fuckin' with this evil clique We gon' leave ya hangin' bitch [Verse III: BAKER YA MAKER] Bumpin' slayer in the AM Frayser big in the night Buck so crunk, don't give a fuck I'll show my ass and whoop them twice Never sleepin', always creepin' In your dreams I start to seep in And the rest of flames they glow In the sky up in these shows Hittin' boughs, bringin' doom Bouncin' this off in my room With the mic I'll end your life I'm crushin' any with the boom From the tomb, I wait Here to fill your life with strain Playa from the grave Only death could make a stain Murder, murder with my words Get strengthened from my terms In your head my voice echoes Feel the strength of words unknown Deep below, we be enterin' the fuckin' shadows Just the 3 years ago in the dark we winning battles Number 3, has hit the heart soon as we bring it on No empathy for any doggin' any fuckin' song

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Credits

Writers
  • HYDRA MANE
  • Baker Ya Maker