Say No Mo – Terror Reid

(I don’t know dude ship it)
(Ship it dog, I ain’t got time for that shit let’s go uh)
(Once again my shits low turn it up
Reid in the cut)

They don’t be callin me terror for nothin
I’m always up to somethin
I’m bumpin lines in a 4 doe slumpin
Dunkin on punks who tryna throw me off
Try to show me off
Acting like we tight they wanna jack me off
But here’s the thing
I make it loud til they ears ring
This game yang so I must be the ying
Grab my thingy thing
Pass it to the left now we giggling
Toes tingling I’ll start mingling
Off top like mysterio
Really lyrical
Terribly hysterical
I make em soggy like cereal
Here we go bitch crack it open
I’m rollin up a dooby hockin loogys while I’m smokin
Yolkin
Yo I think yo thang broken
Toss her of a ledge watch her head pop open
I keep it raw like my shawty ass when I smack it
I never practice
Hand me a mic and I’ll attack it
Samurai moves that make ya neck turn elastic
I jack the keys to ya hatchback and crash it
Dustin off my tee like you’ll never believe
I be stickin words together like some sap from a tree
U think u clever on the mic bitch?
Say no mo
My shit is boss when I’m spittin it
Say no mo
Throw ya hands I’ll throw mine
Catch u front
In for the last time
Ima blast ya ass into the past time
U got a man who need a chin check? say no mo
Light em up like a cigarette? say no mo
I got the ice and the gold the cash
Flow and the the clothes
But it still ain’t enough yo I need some mo

(I really do
Let it ride
Let it ride out til it dry out)

Well how it be what it do?
Yea fool I’m lookin at u
I been in it fo a minute can’t limit wat I do
So what’s the deal? disintegratin mics is my skill
I’m off a couple pills I just can’t stay still
For real
And while I’m at at it lemme grab the cash out da reggi
My wordplay heavy and my trunk say chevy
My mind constatly makin nonsense
Processing what I want it’s reid in the gauntlet
The best yet I dress wet no necklace
I’m blessed with a style that’s straight reckless
Punk say it w ya chest you know I’m next you can keep ya bloody check
Cause do want I can to stack ricotta
Bust yo medulla oblongata
Underground warlord jumpin put a choppa
I neva stoppa it only takes on shot to make ya head poppa
I got thajumbo prawns the brains and brawns
Rest in peace to big L yo I gotta put it on
Like I said before yo my shit go
Like wheels on a track ya ain’t even know
Say no mo