Armed and dangerous (SA Version) ft. Claps Yg, Short gun & Master chadi Lyrics

All I wanna do is write and take care of my family

Niggas wanna see me dead, I don't know why they mad at me

But yeah they mad at me, just because I'm good at this

Yeah, yeah, maybe it's because I'm good at this

All I wanna do is write and take care of my family

Niggas wanna see me dead, I don't know why they mad at me

But yeah they mad at me, just because I'm good at this

Yeah, yeah, maybe it's because I'm good at this

I'm good at this and I'm armed and dangerous

With a drug I can shoot and I make you bliss

Been a while since I rapped about guns, I know

I think I changed, I'm no gang, no more

But maybe it's because of raps that I listen to

Feeding myself with the beats, I'm not hungry no more

And I'm eating kebabs for a living

A rapper gotta do something for respect

All I wanna do is write and take care of my family

Niggas wanna see me dead, I don't know why they mad at me

But yeah they mad at me, just because I'm good at this

Yeah, yeah, maybe it's because I'm good at this

Yeah, I'm good at this, don't you forget I'm armed and dangerous

Don't mess with me

Don't act strong, you feel the pain

Yo, you feel the pain

You feel the pain

Yo, you feel the pain

All I wanna do is write and take care of my family

Niggas wanna see me dead, I don't know why they mad at me

But yeah they mad at me, just because I'm good at this

Yeah, yeah, maybe it's because I'm good at this

Money is shit and bitches are flies

This is stereotype

Heavy money is like shitting on yourself

Then comes the flies

I'm not perfect but at least I try

You'll never be fixed even if you cry

But you gotta be strong and dangerous

Expect the bad and be ready for the good

All I wanna do is write and take care of my family

Niggas wanna see me dead, I don't know why they mad at me

But yeah they mad at me, just because I'm good at this

Yeah

Yeah

I'm up and I'm dangerous

Pull up the trigger, I'm fading up

I'm feeling the vibe and I'm straightening up

Nigga, you're popping and niggas are pulling up

Niggas are popping and niggas are rocking

Niggas are peeping on me, niggas are locked

Niggas are sipping, you're drinking on fire

I'm young fucks on the street

I got a gun, nigga, I ain't scared to die

I'm a flow, nigga, it's a way to die

From the streets, just call me young fucks

Nigga, you're rocks and the beat is popping

Yeah

Yeah, yeah