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letra de danger - twista

[hook: ?]:
mamma told me not to mess around with (danger)
grab the mic’ and i start gettin violent (danger)
i can stunt it that is no denyin’ (danger)
k!ll it, k!ll it, till i hear the sound of.. (danger)

mamma told me not to mess around with (danger)
grab the mic’ and i start gettin violent (danger)
i can stunt it that is no denyin’ (danger)
hey, i k!ll it, k!ll it, till i hear the sound of.. (danger)

[verse 1: twista]:
i can’t even play, i buck off and f-ck off and call it another day
most of you rappers are actors on stage
i see these n-ggas all tuckin’ their chain, they scared
d-mn, is that how it is? i thought you were harder regardless of sh-t
f-cking your b-tch as she all on my d-ck and i tell her you nothing go harder than this

i’m on the go! i be rappin’ all fast like i get to the money it’s ea-sy
in and out, been around n-ggas so long that i swear to god they wanna be me
dangerous, venomous, sticking my t–th in
b-tch i’m an animal, cannibal, not that i worry ’bout n0body’s beef then
it’s open season
give me a reason to pull up on you with the shooters my team hold the roof
that means i do this i’m prudent i’m hold’ my gwop in the safe like i’m [??] my crew is a nuisance
so violent and foolish, defiant and ruthless, i need to say that sh-t again (i should)
in case you are fearless, you need to hear this so you don’t end up in the pen

[hook: ?]:
mamma told me not to mess around with (eyyy)
grab the mic’ and i start gettin violent (violent)
i can stunt it that is no denyin’ (there’s no denying)
k!ll it, k!ll it, till i hear the sound of..

[verse 2: twista]:
k!ll the place, put it down, look around, ain’t no-one stick around, hang them they dry as a mother
not undercover but bet they start running when i get to gunning these rappers is done up
i don’t need an upper, but b-tch i get down
burning that rubber when i’m in your town
you get sold by the pound
i’m controling the sound
and as dead as this sh-t is apocalypse now
head in the clouds and i’m [?] the crowd
if you actin’ a fool i’mma single you out
’til you blue in the face, you ain’t true to the place
i’m a [?] so silence you ain’t gotta trace
outta the lines and i’m serving the place
like a waiter, you wait, i out beef on the plate
and i eat it up, eat it up, eat it up, eat it up
throw the k up in the sky and my feet is up
over your head, better get used to it
six in the ground now you live with a tulip
and slowly you dieing i’m seeing a newer [?]
everyone i’m shining not an illusionist
but i got tricks, they doin’ flips
where go their lips? right on my d-ck
give her the kiss, i been through sh-ts
and still i get lip, but the truth of it is.. (twista)

- twista

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