Dangerous (feat. 2Turnt MB)

Every day you gotta get a move on
This choppa make a nigga get his groove on
Keep that stick with me like it's glued on
So I know every day I'm gon' make it home
Money is the Root of All Evil
Gotta stay dangerous

Nigga put that vest up
Shootin' from the neck up
Got my only savior and protector
I feel like DeMarcus Cousins how I'm teched up
Keep that stick on me like I'm playing fetch yea
Got no love in my tank
I stay smokin' no dank
You make one move you gone
I put four in your brain
Keep bout four of them things

I'm surrounded by the demons that'll take you from your pain
They'll put you in the grave
Buss his head he movin' like he got no brain in it
They'll offer you some weed and put cocaine in it

My truck is like a Nicki song, it got a Drake in it
Bitch where I'm from they'll kill your ass on tape with it
Free my uncle to the backwards, that's the, that's the motto
We'll stuff a nigga body up like Lotso

Niggas out here talkin' like they tough but they not though
Y'all letting off four five shots we let a lot go
I'll hit the whole fuckin' hood like a thot hoe
Niggas know me and I know they ain't forgot so

Bitch I been a motherfuckin' GOAT since I was five four
I'm just showin' off my versatility
Fuck you and your gang bitch shut down your whole facility
Even when I'm dead and gone I bet you still remember me

Burn a nigga ass to death like he was Eazy-E
I ain't Suge Knight but I move with them D.O.Gs
G.O.D. gon' protect me till I D.I.E
They'll put your face on your mama's favorite white tee

Play with me I'll put you in the D.I.R.T
Then skirt off in a SRT

Money is the root of all evil
Gotta stay dangerous

Gotta stay dangerous
If you know GangWRLD then you know you better not fuck with us
Young nigga run it up in the streets like a young nigga
You already know how I get it with them guns nigga

Niggas talkin' crazy but these niggas gon' run with it
I'm a young nigga
you know I'm not done with it
Staying with my brothers now I'm stayin' with the gang
If you got a problem nigga say my name

I ain't got no problem tell you about my change
You already know just how I'm feelin' with no fame
Money is the root of all evil
Nigga that's somethin' that you gotta know

Nigga I get the stick I'ma let it go
I tell my brothers that I love them I can't let them go



Credits
Writer(s): Mel Cooley
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