Información de la canción En esta página puedes encontrar la letra de la canción Dangerous, artista - Juicy J.
Fecha de emisión: 14.01.2018
Restricciones de edad: 18+
Idioma de la canción: inglés
Dangerous |
Man these streets are dangerous, mane. Better go get your gun license while you\ncan. Got niggas killin' niggas, cops killin' niggas, neighbors killin' niggas,\ndomestic violence, that shit crazy\n«Remorse for what? You people have done everything in the world to me,\ndoesn’t that give me equal right? I can do anything I want to you people,\nat anytime I want to because that’s what you’ve done to me. If you spit in my\nface and smack me in the mouth and throw me in solitary confinement for nothing,\nwhat do you think’s gonna happen when I get outta here?»\n(DatPiff.com, world premiere)\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe shit contagious, doin' dope and it’s killin' me\nEven though I hit the snow, is you feelin' me?\nNigga don’t know what this life like\nShit get real on the outside\nReal niggas don’t talk loud, bitch niggas talk loud\nGoons will turn your lights out\nCops on the corner cuffin niggas up\nNigga gets touched when they slip up\nYou ain’t really 'bout that life, nigga switch up\nGet your momma out the hood, nigga shit rough\nNiggas can’t trust these streets, especially when they ballin'\nNigga in the hood like gods (gods), killers in the hood like zombies\nHigh as hell, fried up, walkin' dead, shooters on the loose\nCan’t tell who is who, eat a nigga’s face like food\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe shit contagious, doin' dope and it’s killin' me\nEven though I hit the snow, is you feelin' me?\nDamn, niggas really act like that, I know a nigga who had a plan\nHis sister, baby daddy posted up who got the yams\nPlottin', never thought it all the way through, anybody can be sloppy\nIf they do, everybody lose, they ain’t tryna run off on Poppi\nTwo little nigga with an extension, finally done caught them a victim\nNo Thanksgiving, won’t see Christmas, bodies done came up missin'\nBaby daddy goin' back to jail, sister 'bout to call the cops\nShot his baby momma in the head, baby sittin' there watchin'\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe streets are dangerous, I could dead any day\nThat’s why I’m ridin' with my dogs, smokin' plenty hay\nThe shit contagious, doin' dope and it’s killin' me\nEven though I hit the snow, is you feelin' me? |