Armed & Dangerous

Lyrics

[Verse 1] I strong arm like a bully, caught a case with a fully Fresh out of Y.A. for jackin' my way Before the ya for the loot nigga used to slang loop Yeap I still got birds but they in my pigeon coop Woop, that's where is at it's like that as they tumble Niggas like to rumble in the concrete jungle From the West to the East it don't cease 24 and some more I gotta tote my peace I don't trip, fill up my clip, gat on my hip Nigga slip, give up yo' grip, don't make me chip That ass off fool, I'll blast off any second I'm only into teckin' I don't do no chin checkin' So break yourself or feel the wrath of a psychopath If I blast all I find I get to have And it's like that and ain't no tamin' this Nutty ass nigga 'cause I'm armed and dangerous [Chorus (Scratches)] 'Cause I rather stick 'em up Mack 10, nigga 'Cause I rather stick 'em up Mack 10 'Cause I rather stick 'em up [Verse 2] Who is you nigga, lettin' your pants sag Spottin' that rag on the fresh motomags Kickin', you picked the wrong corner to bend What hood you think you in, nigga come off that Schwinn Give it up can't shake it I take it like the Repo Plus I got a sale for the alloy seat pole You slipped, now stumble, no time to mumble Fumble, cough it up, in a rumble I toss it up So when you check mine you gotta respect mine Or let Mack 10 introduce you to Tech 9 Set up, get wet up, I'm sick like Ozzy Make bullets dive in ya like they straight kamikaze So come through slippin' and you gotta see these Got stripes up to here plus I run the BGs 'Cause I'm only thirteen and I'm already claimin' this West side for life nigga, armed and dangerous [Bridge] And you know that And you know that [Verse 3] Red rums in the slums that we call the ghetto Keep my clip to the tip, fill with the full metal Jackets, I pack it in trust niggas bust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust I keep my gun up when I run up, I got no time to waste I put the cannon to yo' face, I want the cavey and the safe Ran all through the spot a nigga found three guns And got away with two chickens and a bag full of ones So recognize game, be careful what you throw up Nigga, never fill up my clients pipes with that blow up Don't want to get started with the hardest and the smartest Neighbourhood motherfuckin' 2/11 artist So all through the turf Lil Gs wanna be me And busters start runnin' when they see me in my Beeny Mack 10 is the name, no shame only fame in this Always down to blast 'cause I'm armed and dangerous [Chorus] Mack 10, nigga 'Cause I rather stick 'em up Mack 10 'Cause I rather stick 'em up 'Cause I rather stick 'em up Mack 10, nigga