- Votes:
- Composers:
- Vickers
- O'dell / Jones
- R. N / Miller
- V. N / Williams
- G. N
 
- See also:
Tru - Dangerous In My City lyrics
Master P singing:
Tru niggas love weed and hoes
Silkk talking:
 Yeah nigga
 Shit's real in the streets. 
 Shit's real in the city. 
 Everybody out there. 
 Ya'll know it's real. (Whomp!)
 Tell em how we live in the city. 
Verse 1 (Fiend) :
 Fuck excusing and asking, you better take a look at my past tense
 I aint had shit, it's a New Orleansas ax accent
 Laugh when you heard the slowest slurs in my word
 Didn't think that the southerens could make you dance to the curb
 Nerve, my word sent in my earb, 
 Getting excited to make your money what it's worth 
 Nigga act like you aint heard, Sleepy Eye is the tone
 Get It On Jones, about to bring it own home
 Ship me then I'm gone, workin best for the loan
 Started with a song, longer money and roam
 Fuck anything wrong, you certified gone
 I got one lil' homie that'll take it to your nose
Chorus: ( Fiend)
 It's dangerous in our city
 Nobody can tame us in our city
 You aint heard? We got gangstas in our city
 Bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me
 It's dangerous in our city
 Nobody can tame us in our city
 You aint heard? We got gangstas in our city
 Bangers in our city, and niggas ready to war if you try to rip me
Verse 2: (Silkk)
 I hop out the blue jeep with the two seats
 The drama don't stop that's why I cock at least two heatTru - Dangerous In My City - http://motolyrics.com/tru/dangerous-in-my-city-lyrics.html
 All with the slang, all my niggas deep in the game
 We keep the heat when we hang, you know the streets that I claim
 Nigga I'm just so bad, I rob a bank with no mask
 Amung killers and dealers all my niggas about that toe tag
 The life style I live nigga is so fast, 
 If the rap ever stop I never go broke nigga I got dope fast
 Or forward, never go backwards don't never drink
 Have money on machine, and make sure that the dope addict
 From the smallest to the biggest, till check that nigga 
 Thugged out, ghetto star, livin' legend my nigga
 Find me in the projects in the center of the mix
 Nigga what dirty south represent it in the middle of the bricks
 Nigga fuck see I love hip hop, 
 A nigga like, fuck that cause my family gotta eat
 Shit it's like fuck rap 
Silkk talking:
 Shit you know it's real out here
 Niggas need to guard they grill out
 Surivival of the fittest my nigga
 So hound tell these niggas what the motherfucking deal is 
Verse 3 : (Full Blooded)
 You motherfuckers aint smelling what?
 Ghetto star committing felonies, 
 Runnin through your shit squeezing my shit in your belly
 Ribs showin', eyes glowin', I lie stunned no ??? one, 
 When I lie crimes form, 
 I'ma dogg motherfucker I done tooked the route, 
 My dogg told me not to take watch them take me out
 Got me running closer to demonds
 Motherfucker, bloody rum, got me lookin at ceilings
 Hear me ??? at the sounds of the church bell
 Twenty white guns salute with hounds doggs on my trail
 Got me, face down in the mud and shit, 
 Fucking with out my road dogg they done drugged me bitch
Master P talking:
 All man cut the motherfucking lights on 
 Jay gonna meet the meat with a gimp

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