Dangerous
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Dangerous
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So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
Hitting the stick
I’ll bust on anyone sus
'Cause it’s 1-8-7 if you ain’t one of us
Rough rough and rugged
The gold ak gunning
I was born to die
So what baby you love it
When you sing along to the song
‘Cause I knew that you would
Yeah you know you’re dead wrong
And you’re misunderstood
You better tell your little girls their cousin’s from the wrong hood
I wish a motherfucker would
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
Rip shit and kick
Bumping bass out the audio
Kamikaze killer
Chief in Geronimo
Órale chicas
Welcome to mi barrió
Funny man
Soy el sicario
I don’t need to rob you I'm already rich
I don’t love these hoes
I don’t need your bitch
Roll the dice
4-5-6
Peligroso
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
There’s no way that you could burn the coldest one in the game
And all these fucking dick riders need to stay in their lane
If I'm a dick then you’re a pussy
Yeah, you know it’s a shame
And I'm bringing the pain as I'm smashing on lanes
Got the game in a choke hold
Nose caked with the coco
Soco in the solo
(Charlie you estoy loco)
Screaming out fuck the popo
Killing beers like I'm stone cold
All you clowns is so bozo
Fuck with me that’s a no no
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
I came from the gutter
So get mad mother fucker
Give me tres kilos coca
If you wanna talk numbers brother
Earned a few plaques and stacked too many racks
To listen to you fake fucking bitches spitting facts
This is where the party’s at
If you wanna see a body bag face up in the pacific
Venice to be specific
Bitches got their whole party laced like mobb deep
It’s a green light
On all you fucking sheep
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
So dangerous
Dangerous
So dangerous
Dangerous
Baby
So dangerous
Dangerous
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