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lil' velo - step dangerous lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah
step dangerous, we move with them glocks
ain’t no love in these streets, keep a beam on the chop
spin through his block, put his ass in a box
if we catch us a opp, we ain’t letting it stop

[chorus]
out the window, i’m bustin’, i’m bustin’
big .40, this b+tch got me clutchin’
play tough, leave his ass in the oven
hollows burn through his chest like it’s nothing
in the trenches, we moving with caution
lost bro, now i’m tweaking, i’m off it
f+ck a deal, i’ve been getting it poppin’
if he run, lay him down, get to stompin’

[verse 1]
i just copped me a brand new fn
f+ck talkin’, we spinnin’ again
lil’ bro on the drill, he gon’ hop out the benz
mask up, ain’t no need for no friends
if he lack, we gon’ get him for real
ain’t no pass, we ain’t signing no deals
in the field, b+tch, i live how i rap
catch a opp, we gon’ put him in wraps
step on business, ain’t leaving no witness
choppa flip him, he look like a gymnast
f+ck the feds, they ain’t stopping the mission
30 deep, we ain’t ducking collisions
caught him slipping, that boy out of luck
hit his block, now we lighting it up
ain’t no capping, these glocks really bust
talk tough, he get left in the dust
[chorus]
out the window, i’m bustin’, i’m bustin’
big .40, this b+tch got me clutchin’
play tough, leave his ass in the oven
hollows burn through his chest like it’s nothing
in the trenches, we moving with caution
lost bro, now i’m tweaking, i’m off it
f+ck a deal, i’ve been getting it poppin’
if he run, lay him down, get to stompin’

[verse 2]
f+ck all that talkin’, we catchin’ him lackin’
he froze up when he saw that we packing
hundred rounds, i ain’t doing no cappin’
hollow tips, hit his head, leave him gaspin’
ain’t no peace, b+tch, we live for the smoke
if he slide, then he won’t make it home
hit his dome, now his face on a shirt
momma cryin’, but he got what he earned
ain’t no passes, my shooters relentless
spin his block, now his whip need a witness
f+ck the feds, i ain’t duckin’ no sentence
b+tch, i’m thuggin’, i ride with extensions
told my bro, we gon’ make it regardless
in the trap, b+tch, i’m servin’ the hardest
ain’t no love when you come from the gutter
if he fold, then we smokin’ his brother
[chorus]
out the window, i’m bustin’, i’m bustin’
big .40, this b+tch got me clutchin’
play tough, leave his ass in the oven
hollows burn through his chest like it’s nothing
in the trenches, we moving with caution
lost bro, now i’m tweaking, i’m off it
f+ck a deal, i’ve been getting it poppin’
if he run, lay him down, get to stompin’

- lil velo lyrics

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