Letra de 'Armed & Dangerous' de King Von

(Ch-Ch-Ch-Chopsquad)
Police steady watchin' me, every day they clockin’ me
Huh? What?
Every day they clockin' me
(ChopsquadDJ on the beat so it's a banger)

Police steady watchin’ me, every day they clockin' me
Red alert, armed and dangerous, I keep that Glock on me
And I ain't lookin' for no trouble, I'm just lookin' out for me
'Cause I done did shit, them niggas ain't talkin’ ’bout no rappin' beef
Boy, I'm talkin' tragedies, massacres, casualties
Shit that I can't even remember, bet they remember me
Shit that happened late in December, I bring that winter heat
Niggas dyin' the whole October, the real Halloween

Back to back funerals, it’s them or us, it's him or me
Don't get booked 'cause ain't no bond money, we doin' this shit for free
If he told then that ain't my homie, that lil' nigga weak
If I miss, ain't goin' to sleep, I'm in the streets, we play for keeps
2011, August 11th, R.I.P. odee
August 9th, two days before, I turned seventeen
Twenty-one to forty-five, I'm like what the fuck that mean?
You fightin' an armed robbery, shorty, that's what they offerin
My lil' brother gettin' big, my uncle got that cough again
He been smokin' crack since I was born, that monkey stalkin' him
I used to stay up late at granny crib just to talk to him
When I was locked up, God knocked on his door and told him walk with him
Back to this drillin' shit
Sosa started rappin' now the war goin' viral
Boy, this bitch crackin'
Boy, they ass lackin'
Hit they block twice, a lot of boomin', no jammin'
His mama pop out like: Oh goddamn, what happened?
This the type of shit happen, the life of a savage
You ain't right, you get left, you slipped up, you ain't havin'
Not your blood, or your 'cause, you my son, I'm your daddy

Police steady watchin' me, every day they clockin' me
Red alert, armed and dangerous, I keep that Glock on me
And I ain't lookin' for no trouble, I'm just lookin' out for me
'Cause I done did shit, them niggas ain't talkin' 'bout no rappin' beef
Boy, I'm talkin' tragedies, massacres, casualties
Shit that I can't even remember, bet they remember me
Shit that happened late in December, I bring that winter heat
Niggas dyin' the whole October, the real Halloween