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tommy wright iii - danga zone lyrics

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when i reach for my f-cking glock
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i´m putting a hole in your f-cking head

[verse 1: mac-t dog]
n-gg- when i step hold your breath
cause i´m creeping punk
put that crome thang to your face
lock ´em in the trunk
vent the scene chillin´ evergreen with my n-gg- c
then they´re trilling me in a ´93 cherokee
ballin´ through the woods
set the palm to the bone yard
cut my lights of on a [?]
with 4 corners camouflage
thinking all the time in my mind
should i k!ll this b-tch
then my n-gg- tommy wright said
shoot that trick and dump him in a ditch
grab my glock and hit the valley
tell ´em fools staying low
running like a fugitive from the f-cking 5-0
sweat poppin´ from my face
i´m knowing i got to get away freak
smoking on a kool filter king hitting them back streets
feds on a n-gg- -ss helicopter in the air
firing up that tone break it down
i [?] got a big bird
riding with that .45 glock
cause i know the f-cking sh-t is on
t dog on a mission leaving me in this f-cking danger zone

[verse 2: tommy wright iii]
grippin´ the .44 lookin´ from side to side
tryna find n-gg-s commitin´ a drive by
these n-gg-s that ain´t from 4 corners
so why in the f-ck do they wanna be goners
pop in the clip and leavin´ these suckers dead on their back
co we be sellin´ the crack
puttin´ you off in the trunk with [?] skunk
you set in the woods don´t [?] you skunk
k!llin´ the punk with dig on the grave
no matter whatever the sh-t gon´ be clever
the police would never catch on with me
i´m a og they tell me from pimpin ville
easily i´m packin´ my grip on my hip for n-gg-s that just wanna trip
showin´ out for the cameras
you gon´ be dead i´ll be locked in the slammer
anna for you b-tches
that n-gg- that talkin´ the sh-t like i´m goin´ out soft
your hood loft
your -ss made it cause it that take you to [?] who is the boss
my nino ross is makin´ a n-gg- fold up with the quickness of business to being take care
´cause these n-gg-s they know who the f-ck these n-gg-s scared ´em
it´s a murder in the first
will i do time for packin´ my nine
in my holster
if a n-gg- come close i´m shootin´ the b-st-rd
sittin´ him to his master
with his [?] and the [?] sh-t [?]
whippin´ it crime over the [?]
should have never had f-cked with no duster
step in my hood
see how we´re leavin´ the h-ll
just like a cell in 201
trapped but in the 4 i´ll drinkin´ that [?]
while i´ll be aching my gun
stunned by the police dead on our back is were we lay
so how in the f-ck you think do we [?] kind of n-gg- so [?]
so we let you commence to spray
day by day the sh-t goes on
strapped up in this danger zone
what you gon´do this the end of you sucker we´re worried about your [?] home
takin´ these n-gg-s to other dimensions the 4 corner n-gg-s are already in spirit
packin´ my heat but the life in the street for busters [?] six feet deep
take my advice and don´t step in the hood without a motherf-ckin´ tone
we´ll be ready to blast if you p-ss through the danger zone
danger zone come one come all
the bigger they are the harder they fall
the n-gg-s that come runnin´ 4 corner pimpin ville [?] brake necks
we´re crackin´ jaws
k!llin´ them [?] in your face
holdin´my glock we [?] the busters
keep the clips loaded
never scared to hold it when i shoot motherf-cker
hit the ground
stick up time
crime is what makes a criminal
never fakin´ never traitin´
real gangsters stay original gang
for your good
try to roll through and you gon´ meet your maker
put you in a he-rs- purse
being asked you questions later
f-ck this f-ck your crew f-ck you fool
what you wanna do
you don´t scare me
you´ll get buried with the thing you think [?]
best to make a u turn ´cause there ain´t no street lights on this block
better roll deep through the danger zone you better not stop
danger zone we so deep
creepin´ up slow while n-gg-s be sleepin´
leavin´ our victims d08
doin´ whatever so we can get payed
packin´ a pistol so break you off b-tch
the click is thick so can you handle this
i don´t think so here´s a piece of info
we´ll blast no matter how much you say quit
try to be bad try to roll through
mcp gon´ catch a charge
ain´t no busters in 4 corners
pimpin ville we never flodge
even if you duck and dodge
best to believe shootin´ you ain´t hard
love to pull a n-gg- hoe card
only person can say he was god
start with some indoor
smokin´ on blunts with my [?] folks
stackin´ them [?] sippin´ that [?]
high as f-ck crack the window
one man gang tommy wright
k!ller cap peeler with no love
put some indoor in my system and i´m high as a thug
leave these scruggs on their back
hit the track and make my [?] me
time to load them thangs
what them police doin´ on my street
gotta have a ghetto p-ss
if you don´t the sh-t is on
we´ll be ready to blast if you p-ss through the danger zone
-i´ll put a hole in your f-cking head-

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[?]
when i reach for my f-cking glock
[?]
i´m putting a hole in your f-cking head

- tommy wright iii lyrics

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