Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mc's

Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave
My Fulton Street niggaz, MC's

Diamonds on my neck, drop-top
Chillin' on the scene, l's of green
Ooh-wee, you see, the
Money-hungriest, Loch Ness
millimeter cock test, wan fi' test?
And the is

Y'all niggaz know the
I on niggaz so my fist never bruise
Land-still-cruise, Frank White paid his
Ask the raw, bet they say Poppa very
forward to me like commissary

All of a sudden, now Big Willie
Done did it, come widdit, get yo' splitted
Or get neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
shit it, just ain't got that loud, gold tooth shine like ta-dow

Biggie Small's the illest and how, raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he 'bout that nigga
But weak-ass assumptions, lead led to dumpin'
IV to pump-in, you're something
Catch my or catch my four-fifth lift
At least six inches project fences
meat to minces, jokes turn to flinches

When I rain I drenches, cleared your park
Missed you by pinches, talk is senseless
Actor needs for cracked jaw
Yes, I your cheddar box
Dangerous you're not I gets
Twist your round and round, upside down

C'mon, yo, your hands, c'mon
Bitch, grab your tits,
Let me know you in the
Bump fists, c'mon

tote yo' shit
We to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up,

Shake yo' ass
And make it all around, c'mon
Yo, make this
Throw yo' on the ground, c'mon

in your whips, c'mon
Bitch, lick yo' lips,
Dangerous
My nigga, be the shit, c'mon
Dangerous
My nigga, be the shit, c'mon

Make money, hand over
The roam where chicken hearts don't exist
up shop, it's hands on in the hustle
Fakes don't kill nuttin' but time and don't

The process of elimination, fresh
Come and go and death be starvation
In the heat of battle, it's no rest for the
and you lose is the theory

The fury of a man is wild beyond belief
Be afraid, you want beef with us chief
Your talk is and the supply meets demand
Everything you can imagine is man

And be the dish I serve to cats cold
Stay up on about ten folds, you how it goes
You the streets and it's real as shit, c'mon
Niggaz your dicks, c'mon, bitches rub your tits, c'mon

Throw hands, c'mon
Bitch, your tits, c'mon
Let me know you in the
Bump your fists,

Thugs yo' shit
We to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's blow the club,
Fuck the up, c'mon

Shake yo' ass
And make it swing all around,
Yo, make this
Throw yo' on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in your whips,
Bitch, yo' lips, c'mon
Dangerous
My nigga, be the shit, c'mon

Oh no, big Snoop
Slap you my paw, all across your jaw
Break, fool on these bitches I'm breakin' the law
You come up in my room, look bitch, you takin' it off, me

I 'em, slide 'em, rip 'em, ride 'em, provide 'em
With that West coast G shit, L.B.C.
We dips to this, make chips to
And buy brand new and shit

I bet you know that yo' bitch was suckin' dick
Who you think she with? Look here
My East side is way foul, move the crowd
Point a pistol at you niggas, bla dow

How you me now?
You got and fucked, Doggy style
100 spokes Day-tonas, bendin' the
All up in Crooklyn, bad bitches are

C'mon, yo, your hands, c'mon
Bitch, grab tits, c'mon
Let me know you in the
Bump your fists,

tote yo' shit
We 'bout to get mo' rich,
Let's the club, c'mon
the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' ass
And make it swing all around,
Yo, make this
Throw yo' on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in whips, c'mon
Bitch, yo' lips, c'mon
Dangerous
My nigga, this be the shit,

So you lovin' us so much, this shit is bleedin' you
If I worked in a
I'd in the food and feed it to you

Most of my cuckoo, easy to gas to shoot you
Even all of them Haitian won't believe this voodoo
Can yo' pussy be chaka, let me speak in patois
And kick you in your face like we a game of soccer

I love to cock the glock-a, stack up on loot and
And fuck your crew because all of niggaz full of caca
The way we doin' damage, me how the fuck you manage
With my niggaz who marinate on foul and think savage

niggaz'll throw you in a manhole
And push they in yo' ass
And pull yo' head right out yo'

nigga, we rugged all day, nigga
You to fuck bitch? Fuck the foreplay, nigga
This me for all consumers, my fuck the rumors
Three in the way of pure coke for all you drug abusers

your hands, c'mon
Bitch, grab your tits,
Let me know you in the
your fists, c'mon

Thugs tote yo'
We 'bout to get mo' rich,
Let's the club, c'mon
Fuck the up, c'mon

yo' nasty ass
And make it all around, c'mon
Yo, make money
Throw yo' loot on the ground,

Bounce in whips, c'mon
Bitch, lick yo' lips,
MC's
My nigga, this be the shit,

Yo, your hands, c'mon
Bitch, your tits, c'mon
Let me you in the spot
Bump your fists,

tote yo' shit
We to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's the club, c'mon
the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' ass
And make it swing all around,
Yo, make this
yo' loot on the ground, c'mon