
Dangerous Job Boosie Badazz & Zaytoven
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[Intro]
Zaytoven
Danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
[Pre-Chorus]
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
[Chorus]
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
Bitch it’s danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
[Verse 1]
They just killed Nipsey Hussle
I ain’t lying, shit real
I need another hustle, too many of us getting killed
Or we goin' to jail
The prosecutor hate us too, we in the living hell
Our baby mama’s want our money and they raising hell
This shit ain’t right
Send that man to jail for riding a motherfuckin' bike
Plus we gotta keep a pistol every motherfuckin' night
‘Cause it’s always different people when we hoppin’ off a flight
You ready?
I ain’t backin' down bitch, I want smoke
Five black [?] coming to your front door
Runnin' off your mouth, I am not these rap niggas
Every nigga ‘round me on go, the [?] nigga
Stitchin’ should have had his extension, it got me mad
Another rapper dead for gettin' money, like yeah
Bank head, that nigga bank head
Can’t believe [?]
So I wake up every morning with [?]
Zaytoven
Danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
[Pre-Chorus]
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
Lions, tigers, bears, snakes
[Chorus]
Danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
Bitch it’s danger, danger
Danger, danger, danger, danger
I got a dangerous job
If you don’t know, rappin' hard
[Verse 1]
They just killed Nipsey Hussle
I ain’t lying, shit real
I need another hustle, too many of us getting killed
Or we goin' to jail
The prosecutor hate us too, we in the living hell
Our baby mama’s want our money and they raising hell
This shit ain’t right
Send that man to jail for riding a motherfuckin' bike
Plus we gotta keep a pistol every motherfuckin' night
‘Cause it’s always different people when we hoppin’ off a flight
You ready?
I ain’t backin' down bitch, I want smoke
Five black [?] coming to your front door
Runnin' off your mouth, I am not these rap niggas
Every nigga ‘round me on go, the [?] nigga
Stitchin’ should have had his extension, it got me mad
Another rapper dead for gettin' money, like yeah
Bank head, that nigga bank head
Can’t believe [?]
So I wake up every morning with [?]
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