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otm - danger zone lyrics

(i get my work from the narco)

[verse 1:duffy]
who dat n+gga talking? just some n+gga we ain’t worry bout
finna bust a n+gga bubble gang aired him out(aired him out)
n+gga cowards i let bullets flock through courage house (through courage house )
politicking on the gram, what is that about? ( what is that about?)
narco wave b+tch we plugged in cali to the south
n+gga ran his mouth i shut him up, im with the bouncing out( im with the bouncing out)
n+gga you ain’t never shot that stick you should put it down
ain’t no broke n+ggas here, you can’t come around (you can’t come)
otm heavy stepping ain’t n0body trippin on us
clutching on my blower in a party, cause im feeling funny (feeling funny)
he’s no longer if he try me n+gga what opponent?
n+gga sleeping on that lake gang n em finna get it going (get it cracking)

[verse 2: bluepesos]
he think he rambo with that gun, we gon take it from him (we gon take it from him)
off the muscle for the what? n+ggas know the slogan
hundred sh+lls make his ears ring, make a big explosion (make a big explosion)
you ain’t never popped no perk 10 n+gga that’s a ibuprofen (n+gga that’s a ibuprofen)
n+ggas think they hard rapping times and roman?
hold the strap steady why you sweaty n+gga? time to focus (time to focus)
acting out in neimans striping n+ggas out they gucci loafers (out they gucci loafers)
c+cky when i throw the gang up n+ggas know i be boasting
i got drop on the opps time to put it in motion
he said he finna shoot me i just laughed then i told him to blow it (blow it)
off the mussle f+ckin up the party, we causing commotion
we know you see this blower pocking ready for it fully loaded (fully loaded)
[verse: 3 duffy]
he don’t really want no smoke n+ggas prolly joking
i know you heard of off the muscle they by far the coldest
catch that boy with chucky cheese, im striping his tokens
you ain’t with the cool guys, go sit with the broke ones
n+ggas weird if you ain’t gang, i can’t rock with n+ggas
i ain’t tryna talk to bums unless the topic chillin
he thought we only had 30 but we got extensions
tried to pop out the mouth hit him right in the kisser
anytime we in the field we gon treat it like the super bowl
if the stinc team here this an automatic danger zone
n+ggas really in the street she a thug on the microphone
made him dance had to hit him with the uzzi made his shoulder roll

[verse 4: bluepesos]
pass the blower hit the dash, duffy hit me with the give and go
you ain’t gang then im cool, i’d rather sit alone
stuffed his body in the locker rip to davie jones
asking for a hand hold a hundred, look here it goes
street n+gga toting pole chalk zone him take a stroll
n+ggas smile in my face i know they hate me though
counting up the racks and the packs is all on the stove
stinc team came is he stupid? we gon blow his dome

yea n+gga narco stinc wave
(n+ggas know off the muscle for the win)
(stinc team is he stupid? we gon blow his domes)
b+tch

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