Danjer Lyrics by Originoo Gunn Clapazz

Danjer Lyrics

    Intro:
    Wake your punk ass up (what time is it?)

    Louieville:
    Tired as fuck just woke up what's goin' on?
    Gun clapper 3 yelling sound thee alarm
    This ain't no drill move your fuckin' ass cause they here
    Pass the mask tear gas is tossed in the air
    We're surrounded street is crowed can't wait no more
    First break fuck bust through that front door
    Poppadidick and if they double up they get splitted
    Hit 'em did 'em no damn good benedic arnold
    Calm yourself there's no need for panicing
    Slugs to him chest leavin' himself stiff like manakins
    Men it is, the fuckin' worst way to die
    But when i die i'm goin' all out with my five

    Top dawg:
    But hold on son i got your back you got mine?
    First pick flinch or move leave 'em spine
    On the table, spit belly from the navel
    Unable to talk his trash i stalk kick that mayheim

    Louieville:
    Let's move along, you know we stand strong
    Allah got our backs so we won't go wrong
    Cause shit is all hot up in our face
    I think we should slide to a place where it's safe
    Come on

    Top dawg:
    Time's a wastin' no lookin' back or move fakin'
    Devils of all kinds cross lines so now i'm thinkin'
    Escape route (no doubt) cause odds is far from even
    No joke loc i just hope we see this evening

    Louieville:
    Just be ready for whatever, come dress for action
    If we gettin' pass him if not we just blastin'
    Him so let it not, have to come down to that
    But for now son keep the fuckin' mack where it's at

    Talking

    Top dawg:
    It takes one time and a word to start my niggas to envy
    You don't know how it is after dark
    So stop figuring that we give a fuck
    Cause you know me not give a fuck
    In this jungle walk we stalk with the shottie
    The pumps, come try and put yourself in our boots likkle youth
    Better face behind this madness you done started in your root

    Louieville:
    So who be you copy cat standing over there
    Trying to come clear and face to face with my dry tear
    I raise hell smells from my inhales
    My minds not here and i don't think you want to go there
    So stand clear, or get ripped from the rear
    To your head, o.g.c. payed dues to get you red (fed up)
    Whatever, bring your flame you can call it ruckus
    We make shit so hot you can call this waco texas (boom)

    Starange:
    I beez starange man i gets wicked on the flow

    Louieville sluggah:
    It's louieville you know i pack the bat like so

    Top dawg:
    I be the top dawg but better known as the o

    All:
    Motherfucks better act like they know yo

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