YG - Dangerous lyrics

[Chorus: YG & Mozzy] We on that gang sh*t, splat his brain sh*t Hit his main b*tch, gang sh*t Slidin' with the blicky, ridin' dangerous Apesh*t, every day sh*t, I'm tryna quake sh*t Straight b*tch, how you in the pen without no makeshift? Straight b*tch, ni**as turn pussy on that Mace sh*t Fake b*tch, I don't wanna fu*k her, she got facelift Lane switch, I ain't raw runnin' on that late shift Claim to be a killer but double back with the same clique, woah [Verse 1: YG & Mozzy] How you sellin' coochie but ain't made sh*t, huh? Thirty days are better at the Days Inn, yeah fu*k taggin' on your wall, ni**a, we sprayin' sh*t Put all the opps on a cot, we be layin' sh*t And we poppin' up any su*ker we catch poppin' out And her partner booty is bigger so I'ma swap 'em out I don't sip with pеasants, these ni**as' sodas be watеred down We ain't finna argue on Insta', that sh*t is not allowed YSL pants on, blicky on me poppin' out We chase ni**as down with Glock-9s for chasin' clout b*tch, we some thugs, we sellin' drugs, fu*k is a drought? How he a stepper when we stomped him out? (Ooh) [Chorus: YG & Mozzy] We on that gang sh*t, splat his brain sh*t Hit his main b*tch, gang sh*t Slidin' with the blicky, ridin' dangerous Apesh*t, every day sh*t, I'm tryna quake sh*t Straight b*tch, how you in the pen without no makeshift? Straight b*tch, ni**as turn pussy on that Mace sh*t Fake b*tch, I don't wanna fu*k her, she got facelift Lane switch, I ain't raw runnin' on that late shift Claim to be a killer but double back with the same clique [Verse 2: G Herbo] They ain't really killers, these ni**as b*tches (b*tch-ass ni**as) When you pull up to my hood, you see glizzies with a bunch of switches (Brra) AR-15s holdin' hundreds and a lot of fifties How I'm movin' dolo in your city? Killers rockin' with me (They rockin' with me) Ayy, bullet-proof GLE, bunch of shottas with me (Shottas with me) Call a ni**a "NLE," keep that chopper with me (Let's go) b*tch I bless 'em, I ain't sneeze, I just co*k and squeeze (co*k it back) And his b*tch with YG and a lot of Ps (Gang) Hell gang, Boppa died, we threw a lot of Bs (Gang) I ain't speakin' rap beef, only Glockenese (Boom) Gotta high-five opps 'cause they all dead (All dead) Shoot a ni**a arm, leg, leg, arm, head [Chorus: YG & Mozzy] We on that gang sh*t, splat his brain sh*t Hit his main b*tch, gang sh*t Slidin' with the blicky, ridin' dangerous Apesh*t, every day sh*t, I'm tryna quake sh*t Straight b*tch, how you in the pen without no makeshift? Straight b*tch, ni**as turn pussy on that Mace sh*t Fake b*tch, I don't wanna fu*k her, she got facelift Lane switch, I ain't raw runnin' on that late shift Claim to be a killer but double back with the same clique