King Von - Armed & Dangerous lyrics

(Ch-Ch-Ch-Chopsquad)
Police steady watchin' me
Every day they clockin’ me huh? What?
Every day they clockin' me
(ChopsquadDJ on the beat so it's a banger)

Police steady watchin’ me
Every day they clockin' me
Red alert, armed and dangerous
I keep that Glock on me (Boom, boom)
And I ain't lookin' for no trouble
I'm just lookin' out for me (Nah)
'Cause I done did shit
Them niggas ain't talkin’ ’bout
No rappin' beef (What?)
Boy, I’m talkin' tragedies
(yeah) , massacres (yeah) , casualties (Huh?)
Shit that I can't even remember
Bet they remember me (yeah)
Shit that happened late in December
I bring that winter heat (yeah, what, huh?)
Niggas dyin' the whole October
The real Halloween (Boom, boom)

Back to back funerals, it’s them or us
It's him or me
Don't get booked 'cause ain't
No bond money, we doin' this shit for free
(Nah) if he told then that ain't my homie
That lil' nigga weak (What?)
If I miss, ain't goin' to
Sleep, I'm in the streets
We play for keeps (Huh, huh, what? Boom)
2011, August 11th, RIP odee (Damn)
August 9th, two days before
I turned seventeen (Damn)
Twenty-one to forty-five
I'm like what the fuck that mean? (What?)
You fightin' an armed robbery, shorty
That's what they offerin (Damn)
My lil' brother gettin' big
My uncle got that cough again
He been smokin' crack since I was born
That monkey stalkin' him
I used to stay up late at granny
Crib just to talk to him
When I was locked up
God knocked on his door and
Told him walk with him (Damn)
Back to this drillin' shit (Huh?)
Sosa started rappin' now the
War goin' viral (Huh, huh? yeah, yeah)
Boy, this bitch crackin' (What?, boom)
Boy, they ass lackin' (Boom)
Hit they block twice, a lot of boomin'
No jammin' (Boom, huh? What, what, what?)
His mama pop out like, "Oh goddamn
What happened?"
This the type of shit happen
The life of a savage (Boom, boom, boom)
You ain't right, you get
Left, you slipped up, you ain't havin'
(yeah, yeah, huh, boom)
Not your blood, or your cuz, you my son
I'm your daddy (Huh, huh, huh, what?)
(You my son, I'm your daddy)

Police steady watchin' me
Every day they clockin' me (Damn)
Red alert, armed and dangerous
I keep that Glock on me (Boom, boom)
And I ain't lookin' for no trouble
I'm just lookin' out for me (Nah)
'Cause I done did shit
Them niggas ain't talkin' 'bout
No rappin' beef (Nah, nah)
Boy, I'm talkin' tragedies
(yeah) , massacres (yeah) , casualties (Huh?)
Shit that I can't even remember
Bet they remember me (Huh, huh, huh, yeah)
Shit that happened late in December
I bring that winter heat (Huh? Huh? Boom)
Niggas dyin' the whole October
The real Halloween
(Boom, boom, boom, boom boom)