Juicy J - Dangerous lyrics

[Juicy J - Dangerous lyrics]

Man these streets are dangerous
Mane better go get your gun license while you
Can got niggas killin' niggas, cops killin'
Niggas, neighbors killin' niggas
Domestic violence, that shit crazy
"Remorse for what? You people have done
Everything in the world to me, doesn't that
Give me equal right? I can do
Anything I want to you people, at anytime I
Want to because that's what you've done to
Me if you spit in my face
And smack me in the mouth and throw
Me in solitary confinement for nothing
What do you think's gonna happen
When I get outta here?"

The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay
The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay
The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay the shit contagious
Doin’ dope and it’s killin’ me
Even though I hit the snow
Is you feelin’ me?

Nigga don't know what this life like
Shit get real on the outside
Real niggas don't talk loud
Bitch niggas talk loud
Goons will turn your lights out
Cops on the corner cuffin niggas up
Nigga gets touched when they slip up
You ain’t really ‘bout that life
Nigga switch up
Get your momma out the hood, nigga shit rough
Niggas can’t trust these streets
Especially when they ballin’
Nigga in the hood like gods
(gods) , killers in the hood like zombies
High as hell, fried up, walkin' dead
Shooters on the loose can’t tell who is who
Eat a nigga’s face like food

The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay
The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay
The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay the shit contagious
Doin’ dope and it’s killin’ me
Even though I hit the snow
Is you feelin’ me?

Damn, niggas really act like that
I know a nigga who had a plan his sister
Baby daddy posted up who got the yams
Plottin’, never thought it all
The way through, anybody can be sloppy
If they do, everybody lose
They ain’t tryna run off on Poppi
Two little nigga with an extension
Finally done caught them a victim
No Thanksgiving, won’t see Christmas
Bodies done came up missin’
Baby daddy goin’ back to jail
Sister ‘bout to call the cops
Shot his baby momma in the head
Baby sittin’ there watchin’

The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay
The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay
The streets are dangerous
I could dead any day
That’s why I’m ridin’ with my dogs
Smokin’ plenty hay the shit contagious
Doin’ dope and it’s killin’ me
Even though I hit the snow
Is you feelin’ me?

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