YG - Dangerous (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YG - Dangerous (en) Lyrics
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We on that gang shit,
splat his brain shit
Hit his main bitch, gang shit
Slidin' with the blicky,
ridin' dangerous
Apeshit, every day shit,
I'm tryna quake shit
Straight bitch, how you in the
pen without no makeshift?
Straight bitch, niggas turn
pussy on that Mace shit
Fake bitch, I don't wanna fuck
her, she got facelift
Lane switch, out here road runnin'
on that late shift
Claim to be a killer but double back
with the same clique, woah
How you sellin' coochie but
ain't made shit, huh?
Thirty days are better
at the Days Inn, yeah
Fuck taggin' on your wall,
nigga, we sprayin' shit
Put all the opps on a cot,
we be layin' shit
And we poppin' up any sucker
we catch poppin' out
And her partner booty is biggеr
so I'ma swap 'em out
I don't sip with peasants, thesе
niggas' sodas be watered down
We ain't finna argue on Insta',
that shit is not allowed
YSL pants on, blicky on me poppin' out
We chase niggas down with Glock-
9s for chasin' clout
Bitch, we some thugs, we sellin'
drugs, fuck is a drought?
How he a stepper when we
stomped him out? (Ooh)
Claim to be a killer but double
back with the same clique
They ain't really killers, these niggas
bitches (Bitch-ass niggas)
When you pull up to my hood,
you see glizzies with a
bunch of switches (Brra)
AR-15s holdin' hundreds
and a lot of fifties
How I'm movin' dolo in your
city? Killers rockin' with
me (They rockin' with me)
Ayy, bullet-proof GLE, bunch of shottas
with me (Shottas with me)
Call a nigga "NLE," keep that
chopper with me (Let's go)
Bitch I bless 'em, I ain't
sneeze, I just cock and
squeeze (Cock it back)
In this bitch with YG and
a lot of P's (Gang)
Hell gang, bap or die, we threw
a lot of B's (Gang)
I ain't speakin' rap beef,
only Glockenese (Boom)
Gotta high-five opps 'cause
they all dead (All dead)
Shoot a nigga arm, leg, leg, arm, head
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