Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dangerous In My City (feat. Fiend and Full Blooded) , by - Tru. Song from the album Da Crime Family, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDangerous In My City (feat. Fiend and Full Blooded) |
| Yeah nigga |
| Shit’s real in the streets |
| Shit’s real in the city |
| Everybody out there |
| Ya’ll know it’s real. |
| (Whomp!) |
| Tell em how we live in the city |
| Fuck excusing and asking, you better take a look at my past tense |
| I ain’t had shit, it’s a New Orleansas ax accent |
| Laugh when you heard the slowest slurs in my word |
| Didn’t think that the southerens could make you dance to the curb |
| Nerve, my word sent in my earb |
| Getting excited to make your money what its worth |
| Nigga act like you ain’t heard, Sleepy Eye is the tone |
| Get It On Jones, about to bring it own home |
| Ship me then I’m gone, workin best for the loan |
| Started with a song, longer money and roam |
| Fuck anything wrong, you certified gone |
| I got one lil' homie that’ll take it to your nose |
| It’s dangerous in our city |
| Nobody can tame us in our city |
| You ain’t heard? |
| We got gangstas in our city |
| Bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me |
| It’s dangerous in our city |
| Nobody can tame us in our city |
| You ain’t heard? |
| We got gangstas in our city |
| Bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me |
| I hop out the blue jeep with the two seats |
| The drama don’t stop thats why I cock at least two heat |
| All with the slang, all my niggas deep in the game |
| We keep the heat when we hang, you know the streets that I claim |
| Nigga I’m just so bad, I rob a bank with no mask |
| Amung killers and dealers all my niggas about that toe tag |
| The life style I live nigga is so fast |
| If the rap ever stop I never go broke nigga I got dope fast |
| Or forward, never go backwards dont never drink |
| Have money on machine, and make sure that the dope addict |
| From the smallest to the biggest, till check that nigga |
| Thugged out, ghetto star, livin' legend my nigga |
| Find me in the projects in the center of the mix |
| Nigga what dirty south represent it in the middle of the bricks |
| Nigga fuck see I love hip hop |
| A nigga like, fuck that cause my family gotta eat |
| Shit its like fuck rap |
| Shit you know it’s real out here |
| Niggas need to guard they grill out |
| Surivival of the fittest my nigga |
| So hound tell these niggas what the motherfucking deal is |
| You motherfuckers ain’t smelling what? |
| Ghetto star committing felonies |
| Runnin through your shit squeezing my shit in your belly |
| Ribs showin', eyes glowin', I lie stunned no ??? |
| one |
| When I lie crimes form |
| I’ma dogg motherfucker I done tooked the route |
| My dogg told me not to take watch them take me out |
| Got me running closer to demonds |
| Motherfucker, bloody rum, got me lookin at ceilings |
| Hear me ??? |
| at the sounds of the church bell |
| Twenty white guns salute with hounds doggs on my trail |
| Got me, face down in the mud and shit |
| Fucking with out my road dogg they done drugged me bitch |
| All man cut the motherfucking lights on |
| Jay gonna meet the meat with a gimp |
Song tags: #Dangerous In My City
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Tru
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Fiend