Dangerous feat. The Kid Slim

歌詞

A lot of people say when they smoke weed It makes them feel nervous or not in control. Not for me. When I smoke weed I just feel good. You know, this one time I was in the Bay Hangin' out with some of my buddies, smokin' a blunt. Everyone's getting highfy. Me being the outsider I am, I wanna be involved to. So I jump in my buddies car, I'm ghost ridin the whip down E. 14th St, But he forgot to tell me he didn't have a wheel alignment. One thing pot definitely does it makes you Shut the Fuck up Bitch! [Chorus: x2] Nigga I'm dangerous, A wild big blue pit, The type of dog you don't really wanna fool with You get bit cause I'm dangerous You get bit when my homie stay sippin' Yea My name Daz I'm a cool what it is nigga Rollin with some niggas that split a niggas Wig I'm just chillin' up tryin' to get it popping Kill you about my paper if you plottin' Don't stop it I gives a fuck bout what you talking Give a fuck bout what your hopin' If you come for mine your body is a target I got some drink and a swisher full of that shit Hit you with this pistol I can make you hit A back flip you know my name you can see it in my face Ridin' through the streets with heater on my waist And the last thing I need is a case I keep bail money with a cool 50 K Just to remind ya with this pistol I'll blind ya leave you dead in your tracks nigga That's where they find ya I'm the most gangsterous You can think of don't be surprised I'm the nigga you hate to love [Chorus: x2] They took Tooky but he still lives in us he tried to say he? give? Schwarzenegger didn't give a fuck It's every man for himself So keep a pistol tucked, As far as rap goes it ain't hard to see the Crip in Us! A lot of nerves everybody gotta get rushed It's like a big picture painted by a killas brush Self defense be the case I'll be home for lunch A little drum sticky koosh and a swisher blunt Daddy was a ridah Moms was a wisher six dead homies Cause I've been that nigga I'll take your bitch I don't know if I'm a be back with her I'm hittin' niggas up every time I start spittin' Take a peek make your whole block shiver niggas drop and roll With the shit I deliver I'm a Dogg Pound general Second in command you cross that line nigga Your dead where you stand you and your man Nigga [Chorus: x2] Now I'm back on a creep 'n real low key Niggas make a move Fuck an O.G. Niggas can't hold me I hold heat And the temperature don't rise slowly it's lonely On these cold streets Wheel it, Any car that's available hop out guns out, Naw we ain't scared of you Yea it's true, you should see what clip bananas do, Run up in your crib ain't shit your man you can do. He'll get hit through his shirt, through his vest, through his T, Through his chest and when I'm done with him ain't a damn thing left Just leekin' out his flesh Pourin' liquor out his vest And if you ask about me then the answer will be yes. Yes. This some g shit real niggas fuck With you can holla when you see me nigga but [Chorus: x2]