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letra de danger - young dellz

yea, i got e dae up in here with me, lee i see you n—a, uh-huh, let’s get it, cloud 9 we the team

hook: i be with gangsta’s my n—a they’ll spank ya (fact), i got a bad temper i need help with my anger (bad temper), if you run into my hitters just know that’s danger (that’s danger), tell buka do ya he gone shoot ya he won’t shank ya (buka), i started off as a n-body now my name up (ha), i’m cloud 9 no more top flight i had to change up (cloud 9), far as n—-s owing me money they all paid up (paid up), far as n—-s hating don’t think you can’t get flamed up (flamed up)

verse 1: i’m 5’7 but that s–t don’t mean a d-mn thing (yup), these n—-s hating on me and my whole d-mn gang (ha), i go through s–t everyday (everyday), got a new b—h on the way (on the way), couple n—-s writing statements benji still could be beat this case, my b—h really a diva instead i treat her like a brat (brat), i’m so in love with my heater that’s why i keep that s–t attached (bop bop), always on my grind, i get my work from out of town (o.t.), so much s–t on my mind s–t i could probably face a ounce (d-mn), shotty make a n—a bounce like a mother f—–g ball (a ball), i wish lee was still around ain’t got n-body else to call (rest in peace to lee), i’m bout to buy a whip, i’m getting tired of taking lyft (skrrt), she love the way i spit, that’s why she always on my d-ck (uh-huh), if its beef then pick a street ain’t got no time to make a diss (ha), every time i turn around a p—y running his lips (running his lips), i was trapping for while got tired of flipping them bricks (facts), n—-s blocking b—–s thotting won’t even give em a kiss (h-ll nah)

verse 2: i got diamonds on my neck i love my d-mn chain (my diamonds), yo b—h give me neck and she don’t even know my d-mn name, top flight and cloud 9 that used to be the same thing (top flight cloud 9), but i still represent the 9 i couldn’t change lanes (h-ll nah), i got a bad temper i need help with my anger, n—-s acting different that’s why i treat em like strangers (ha), i speak the truth through my music ain’t nothing made up (nope), i hit the booth then go stupid like i f—-d my brain up, i got a lot of n—-s (a lot), and they really with it (facts), you know my clique the realist (the realist), yo clique full of snitches (snitches), i’m busy stacking money (money) you too worried bout them b—–s (b—–s), if i want it i got it if not i’ma go and get it (facts), i love my f—–g bro’s they could never get exposed (i love my bro’s), i love my b—h she love my d–k got her walking pigeon toed (i love my b—h), yes i create the perfect picture i ain’t gotta pose (nope), feel like a leprechaun a n—a got a pot of gold (haaaa)

(lou bandz) verse 3: if you ain’t cloud 9 you know yo a-s in danger (danger), keep them fraud n—-s in line with that banger (banger), when it come to that pain i ain’t no stranger, smoke a bag just to take away my anger (let’s go), you could catch me chilling with a couple masterminds (huh), my n—-s they too official you ain’t you gotta slide (slide), and if you ain’t beneficial, you tossed to the side (b—h), and we come up like the sun everyday we gotta shine (shine), only way you couldn’t see us is if yo a-s was blind, got a lot that’s on my mind can’t let my momma see me cry, used to pop pills everyday, cop a bottle every night (yea), keep a bag of snow white, know them fiends come out at night (yea), like a freak b—h on my pipe, they just tryin’ get a light, want that smoke i get you right, its top dollar for these kites, top notch n—-s, nothing less got too much pride and its f-ck the rest, cause you know it’s cloud 9 (cloud 9)

- young dellz

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