Paroles de la chanson Dangerous par Cee Kay

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Paroles de la chanson Dangerous par Cee Kay

Huh, what he say?

'Cause shit get dangerous, ain't no explaining nothin'
These niggas out they fuckin' head, they think that they can fuck with us
TTB, I'm trained to bust, caution, dangerous
These niggas, they ain't really with me, I can peep the hate for sure
Ho, I know I'm fuckin' gifted, fuck a sinner, out the door
They ain't really fuckin' with me, fake love is all they show
I been in that mood lately, tryna get to you, baby
Creep and move smooth, baby, got a lot to lose, baby

I been thinkin' 'bout some shit and it been in my head for two days
So many went against me, now back on my dick 'cause I'm paid
Bitch, I'm rockin' Fazos but I might go cop the new J's
Watch who you be steppin' 'cause I up and let it hooray
Stop playin' with a nigga, off the top, bitch, this ain't 2K
Told lil' cuz to chill, he wanna flex but it's gon' be straight
Run up in your spot, bitch, where it's at? No, you is not safe
Floatin' 'round the city with this 23, no MJ
How the fuck you gangster and a rat? Go get the mousetrap

Ain't with that back and forth, fuck a nigga, bitch, we stay strapped
Fuck around and get clapped, they blow 'em soon as I tap
Pussy boy, that's no cap, won't shake your hand, you get dap

'Cause shit get dangerous, ain't no explaining nothin'
These niggas out they fuckin' head, they think that they can fuck with us
TTB, I'm trained to bust, caution, dangerous
These niggas, they ain't really with me, I can peep the hate for sure
Ho, I know I'm fuckin' gifted, fuck a sinner, out the door
They ain't really fuckin' with me, fake love is all they show

I been in that mood lately, tryna get to you, baby
Creep and move smooth, baby, got a lot to lose, baby

You is not my round, nigga
Spray a hundred rounds and let you see how hard that ground hit you
Playin' with that money just gon' make us blow 'em down quicker
I ain't in the mood, I send her home, she got a safe spot
This shit just blew my cool, you know the rules, I'm .38 hot
And we be at they neck, we load up choppers, hopin' they plot
Don't do that there 'cause you gon' fuck around and get your shit split

Them niggas don't step, they just get on the 'net and sneak diss
OG what I rep, we step on whoever we beef with
Ho, I ain't tryna fall in love, just need someone to sleep with
And I ain't tryna cuddle up, bitch, move 'round on that weak shit
Disrespect, we pullin' up, hoppin' out on some street shit
They know that they can't fuck with us, load 'em up, get on creep shit

'Cause shit get dangerous, ain't no explaining nothin'
These niggas out they fuckin' head, they think that they can fuck with us
TTB, I'm trained to bust, caution, dangerous
These niggas, they ain't really with me, I can peep the hate for sure

Ho, I know I'm fuckin' gifted, fuck a sinner, out the door
They ain't really fuckin' with me, fake love is all they show
I been in that mood lately, tryna get to you, baby
Creep and move smooth, baby, got a lot to lose, baby

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