Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Som


Interface


Nível de dificuldade


Sotaque



Interface de linguagem

pt

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Suporte   |   FAQ
1
cadastre-se / faça login
Lyrkit

doar

5$

Lyrkit

doar

10$

Lyrkit

doar

20$

Lyrkit

E/ou me apoie nas redes sociais. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Mack 10

Armed & Dangerous

 

Armed & Dangerous

(álbum: Mack 10 - 1995)


I strong arm like a bully, caught a case with a fully
Fresh out of Y.A. for jacking my way
Before the ya for the loot nigga used to slang loop
Yeap I still got birds but they in my pigeon coop
Woop, that's where is at it's like that as they tumble
Niggas like to rumble in the concrete jungle
From the West to the East it don't cease
24 and some more I gotta tote my peace
I don't trip, fill up my clip, gat on my hip
Nigga slip, give up yo' grip, don't make me chip
That ass off fool, I'll blast off any second
I'm only into tecking I don't do no chin checking
So break yourself or feel the wrath of a psychopath
If I blast all I find I get to have
And it's like that and ain't no taming this
Nutty ass nigga 'cause I'm armed and dangerous

'Cause I rather stick 'em up
Mack 10, nigga
'Cause I rather stick 'em up
Mack 10
'Cause I rather stick 'em up

Who is you nigga, letting your pants sag
Spotting that rag on the fresh motomags
Kicking, you picked the wrong corner to bend
What hood you think you in, nigga come of that Schwinn
Give it up can't shake it I take it like the Repo
Plus I got a sale for the alloy seat pole
You slipped, now stumble, no time to mumble
Fumble, cough it up, in a rumble I toss it up
So when you check mine you gotta respect mine
Or let Mack 10 introduce you to Tech 9
Set up, get wet up, I'm sick like Ozzy
Make bullets dive in ya like they straight kamikaze
So come through slipping and you gotta see these
Got stripes up to here plus I run the BGs
'Cause I'm only thirteen and I'm already claiming this
West side for life nigga, armed and dangerous

And you know that
And you know that

Red rums in the slums that we call the ghetto
Keep my clip to the tip, fill with the full meadow
Jackets, I pack it in trust niggas bust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I keep my gun up when I run up, I got no time to waste
I put the cannon to yo' face, I want the cavey and the safe
Ran all through the spot a nigga found three guns
And got away with two chickens and a bag full of ones
So recognize game, be careful what you throw up
Nigga, never fill up my clients pipes with that blow up
Don't want to get started with the hardest and the smartest
Neighbourhood motherfucking 2/11 artist
So all through the turf Lil Gs wanna be me
And busters start running when they see me in my Beeny
Mack 10 is the name, no shame only fame in this
Always down to blast 'cause I'm armed and dangerous

Mack 10, nigga
'Cause I rather stick 'em up
Mack 10
'Cause I rather stick 'em up
'Cause I rather stick 'em up
Mack 10, nigga

feito

Você adicionou todas as palavras desconhecidas dessa música?