Armed N’ Dangerous lyrics

by

No Savage


[Intro: Doe Glizzy, x-No Savage-x, -x-Baby Jamo-x- & Unknown people]
Free Tall
Free Giz'
Free SD
Where you at? n*ggas sayin' they tired they leavin'
X-[?] at the temple [?], yeah I'm 'bout to [?]-x
[?] this
Sonnet
-x-Free Tallslime man this [?]-x-
Aye [?]
Free Tallslime!

[Verse: Doe Glizzy, No Savage & MoneySet]
I be catchin' them bags I ain't tryna sell zips
Everybody want smoke 'til a n*gga get hit
Got bagged with that sitck but I'm back on the rip
I can throw you some bags if you tryna get rich
I'ma empty the Drac' if a f*ck-n*gga slip (Wopo)
Run down like "f*ck it" I bet he get hit (Boom, boom)
I was broke on the Yo I was down on my di*k (On the Yo, di*k)
n*gga threw me a P hit a lick for a brick
[?] in the car got the 5.56
Caught him way down bad like "How did I miss?"
Me and Mook comin' back tryna get our vic
And the men comin' home so the hood back lit (Wop)
Better hide your b*tch 'fore that b*tch get hit (b*tch get hit)
I'ma take her to Roof but I'm not no trick
In the spot all night catch a hit out the hit (For real)
n*ggas ain't on hits they just on di*k ([?])
I'ma shoot up the strip and then take me a trip (Yeah)
Set told me to call them 5.56
Call me FN sh*t goin through brick (Wopo)
Had KRISS Vec' clips while I walk with a limp
Smack a b*tch in her face you can say I'm her pimp (Bah, [?] face)
n*ggas throwin' me licks and that sh*t on the [?]
Drac' gettin' me strong I don't need no gym
n*gga throw me the oop and I'm bendin' the rim (Boom boom!)
Push up quick when I [?] when I spin (Push up quick)
Dig him a grave put his ass in a den (Dig him a grave)
Ain't missin' with blatt, the shots go straight in (Bllrt)
We put a opp n*gga on Murder Mayhem ([?])
Let's have a Drac' fight call it a spray down (Drac' fight)
Jack me a plug, it's get down or lay down
Try to get up make him permanently stay down
b*tches who hatin' me tellin' me "Hey" now, yeah
n*ggas they mad 'cause a n*gga done bossed up (Bossed up)
Drac' and F&N leave n*ggas crossed up (Leave 'em crossed)
This forever the Yo when we yossed up (Forever the Yo)
When we spinnin' the bins come through all cuts (All cuts)
We stay [?] we dangerous (We dangerous)
Catch him close range you know we point blank him (Bah bah)
Set walk around with a 5.56 (5-6)
[?] on the run with the [?] zip
[?] back the 40's [?] with a switch
[?] Blow God [?] won't miss (Bah, bah bah)
Just givin' out di*k we ain't givin' out kisses (Kisses)
If the keys [?] on my Tris'
I was down bad on my di*k had to face it
Now these b*tches know that I ain't basic
[?] money but now I can't chase it
[?] flexin' on the 'Gram so I told Glock "Take it"
I could put you on a flight b*tch I ain't no basic
I know she gon' go, but the b*tch keep fakin' (For real)
I was locked in the cell but I had to be patient (Patient)
Go up the street I'ma hop out and chase him (Chase his ass)
Hit him with sh*t turn his ass to a patient (b*tch)
Told me "it's up" but he runnin' and racin'
So many bags that comin' from Vegas (Wop)
Wop, [?] puttin' the switches on semi we [?] go
Uh, uh, we don't got single stack clips in the glizzy we send 'em in rows (Nah, nah boom)
Uh, uh, n*ggas'll play like they handle they business and they know that they told (They know that they hot)
Uh, uh, send me a diss come through with that switch knock him out his clothes (Blllrt, Yeah, for real)
Uh, uh, why would I ever go back to the b*tch if she already chose? (Why would I ever, she already chose)
Uh, yeah 'fore I ever do that I'ma get to this money and handle my goals (Uh, [?])
Uh, uh, callin' opp n*ggas Rudolph, we keep puttin' that beam on they nose (Boom, pew-pew-pew)
Uh, yeah n*ggas callin' us show offs, I showed they ass we the ones that was chosen, b*tch, yeah (Ha, Mob, for real)
(Yeah yeah)
(I shoot it out we the ones, uh, Mob, GG, know that's business right here, hey, Fox 5 sh*t for real, GG b*tch n*gga, Mob)
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