Текст песни: Tru - Dangerous in My City



Master P singing:



Tru niggas love weed and hoes



Silkk talking:



Yeah nigga

Shit`s real in the streets.

Shit`s real in the city.

Everybody out there.

Ya`ll know it`s real. (Whomp!)

Tell em how we live in the city.



Verse 1 (Fiend) :



Fuck excusing and asking, you better take a look at my past tense

I aint had shit, it`s a New Orleansas ax accent

Laugh when you heard the slowest slurs in my word

Didn`t think that the southerens could make you dance to the curb

Nerve, my word sent in my earb,

getting excited to make your money what its worth

Nigga act like you aint heard, Sleepy Eye is the tone

Get It On Jones, about to bring it own home

Ship me then I`m gone, workin best for the loan

started with a song, longer money and roam

Fuck anything wrong, you certified gone

I got one lil` homie that`ll take it to your nose



Chorus: ( Fiend)



It`s dangerous in our city

Nobody can tame us in our city

You aint heard? We got gangstas in our city

bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me



It`s dangerous in our city

Nobody can tame us in our city

You aint heard? We got gangstas in our city

bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me



Verse 2: (Silkk)



I hop out the blue jeep with the two seats

The drama don`t stop thats why I cock at least two heat

All with the slang, all my niggas deep in the game

we keep the heat when we hang, you know the streets that I claim

Nigga I`m just so bad, I rob a bank with no mask

Amung killers and dealers all my niggas about that toe tag

The life style I live nigga is so fast,

If the rap ever stop I never go broke nigga I got dope fast

or forward, never go backwards dont never drink

have money on machine, and make sure that the dope addict

from the smallest to the biggest, till check that nigga

Thugged out, ghetto star, livin` legend my nigga

Find me in the projects in the center of the mix

nigga what dirty south represent it in the middle of the bricks

nigga fuck see I love hip hop,

a nigga like, fuck that cause my family gotta eat

shit its like fuck rap



Silkk talking:



Shit you know it`s real out here

niggas need to guard they grill out

Surivival of the fittest my nigga

So hound tell these niggas what the motherfucking deal is



Verse 3 : (Full Blooded)



You motherfuckers aint smelling what?

Ghetto star committing felonies,

runnin through your shit squeezing my shit in your belly

Ribs showin`, eyes glowin`, I lie stunned no ??? one,

when I lie crimes form,

I`ma dogg motherfucker I done tooked the route,

my dogg told me not to take watch them take me out

Got me running closer to demonds

Motherfucker, bloody rum, got me lookin at ceilings

Hear me ??? at the sounds of the church bell

twenty white guns salute with hounds doggs on my trail

got me, face down in the mud and shit,

fucking with out my road dogg they done drugged me bitch



Master P talking:



All man cut the motherfucking lights on

Jay gonna meet the meat with a gimp

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Master P singing:



Tru niggas love weed and hoes



Silkk talking:



Yeah nigga

Shit`s real in the streets.

Shit`s real in the city.

Everybody out there.

Ya`ll know it`s real. (Whomp!)

Tell em how we live in the city.



Verse 1 (Fiend) :



Fuck excusing and asking, you better take a look at my past tense

I aint had shit, it`s a New Orleansas ax accent

Laugh when you heard the slowest slurs in my word

Didn`t think that the southerens could make you dance to the curb

Nerve, my word sent in my earb,

getting excited to make your money what its worth

Nigga act like you aint heard, Sleepy Eye is the tone

Get It On Jones, about to bring it own home

Ship me then I`m gone, workin best for the loan

started with a song, longer money and roam

Fuck anything wrong, you certified gone

I got one lil` homie that`ll take it to your nose



Chorus: ( Fiend)



It`s dangerous in our city

Nobody can tame us in our city

You aint heard? We got gangstas in our city

bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me



It`s dangerous in our city

Nobody can tame us in our city

You aint heard? We got gangstas in our city

bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me



Verse 2: (Silkk)



I hop out the blue jeep with the two seats

The drama don`t stop thats why I cock at least two heat

All with the slang, all my niggas deep in the game

we keep the heat when we hang, you know the streets that I claim

Nigga I`m just so bad, I rob a bank with no mask

Amung killers and dealers all my niggas about that toe tag

The life style I live nigga is so fast,

If the rap ever stop I never go broke nigga I got dope fast

or forward, never go backwards dont never drink

have money on machine, and make sure that the dope addict

from the smallest to the biggest, till check that nigga

Thugged out, ghetto star, livin` legend my nigga

Find me in the projects in the center of the mix

nigga what dirty south represent it in the middle of the bricks

nigga fuck see I love hip hop,

a nigga like, fuck that cause my family gotta eat

shit its like fuck rap



Silkk talking:



Shit you know it`s real out here

niggas need to guard they grill out

Surivival of the fittest my nigga

So hound tell these niggas what the motherfucking deal is



Verse 3 : (Full Blooded)



You motherfuckers aint smelling what?

Ghetto star committing felonies,

runnin through your shit squeezing my shit in your belly

Ribs showin`, eyes glowin`, I lie stunned no ??? one,

when I lie crimes form,

I`ma dogg motherfucker I done tooked the route,

my dogg told me not to take watch them take me out

Got me running closer to demonds

Motherfucker, bloody rum, got me lookin at ceilings

Hear me ??? at the sounds of the church bell

twenty white guns salute with hounds doggs on my trail

got me, face down in the mud and shit,

fucking with out my road dogg they done drugged me bitch



Master P talking:



All man cut the motherfucking lights on

Jay gonna meet the meat with a gimp

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