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Danger Zone

Black Soprano Family, Heem B$F, & Rick Hyde•Официальное аудио (YouTube API)

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Yeah snow

Hope I make it home sP, what up?

So many nights posted in the danger zone

This thing I carry with me

Make you change your tone

I serve out a glass house

And I'm slingin' stone

I snap a brick in half

Like I'm breakin' bones

Whole car full of work, hope I make it home

Yeah, strap right under my shirt

Hope I make it home

Mortal Kombat, this dope's a fatality

Your plug wore snakeskin

It matched his personality

My bros'll roll and smoke you

Like some Cali' tree only A's and B's I ever

Got's assault and batteries

Seventeen, I caught a home invasion

But I spanked it

But probation wasn't playin' and put

Me on a bracelet

I cut it off, got some soft

And I got it shakin'

Bro's doin' seven in the

Yard for a conversation

I get the windows jumpin', Killadel'

Pistol clutchin'

Most the people listenin' to my

Music really into somethin'

Hit me on the sig' if

Even for a quick discussion

Do this for my dogs who did bids

And feed they kids from hustlin'

Told bro, "When you get a sec'

If you tryna get a check"

"There's a dead man walkin'

But nobody hit him yet"

We ain't on the 'Gram talkin' indirect

Fiend main-lined a gram

Now blood's comin' out his neck

Like disrespect

So many nights posted in the danger zone

This thing I carry with me

Make you change your tone

I serve out a glass house

And I'm slingin' stone

I snap a brick in half

Like I'm breakin' bones

Whole car full of work, hope I make it home

Yeah, strap right under my shirt

Hope I make it home

Pack a glizzy on the go when the danger on

Say it's murder what she wrote

We from the danger zone

Slap a switch up on the glizzy

Turn the laser on i play my enemies close

I'm tryna make it home

Hundred grams on the first

My plug fronted what I buy

But he don't got a phone

I turn one into a two, I could make 'em clone

I'm hands-on living proof

Gangster to the bone

I'm Tupac with the juice

Heart made of chrome

Used to trap off the Boost

Ridin' through them tolls

Burn it down to the oil

Shock it 'til it's froze

Move the fork three times

And the cookie swole

Crack fiends in the spot, had a steady flow

Nigga talkin' like he want it

Glass house full of stones

But the window broke

Think the neighbors smell the fume

We been cookin' coke they know, haha

So many nights posted in the danger zone

This thing I carry with me

Make you change your tone

I serve out a glass house

And I'm slingin' stone

I snap a brick in half

Like I'm breakin' bones

Whole car full of work, hope I make it home

Yeah, strap right under my shirt

Racks fallin' out my Ksubis

Forty-three my Guccis

Hope this lick don't turn a Pookie

Then they try to scoop me

I been hustlin' since what's her

Name was sellin' coochie

What I sell got orange

Hair like Danny Bonaduce

They told me I was next up, I replied

Made a killin' sittin' next to

Kerr like I'm Mike Brown

If you come to Buffalo

I'll break that lil' bite down

It's somethin' in the water

You ain't sturdy, then you might drown

I'm still duckin' Tobias

Sellin' at it's highest

All my open cases for possession, I'm demonic

I'ma beat them bitches 'cause

They legalisin' chronic

Bag it up in seven sticky

Fingers like the Onyx

When you work for what you promise

It feel good to know you got it

Put yourself in the position to

Put people into power

Stack before you starving

Wait until the harvest

Pray soon as it land because we

Made it home again, motherfucker, uh, yeah

So many nights posted in the danger zone

This thing I carry with me

Make you change your tone

I serve out a glass house

And I'm slingin' stone

I snap a brick in half

Like I'm breakin' bones

Whole car full of work, hope I make it home

Yeah, strap right under my shirt

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