Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mc's

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

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

niggaz know the rules
I blast on so my fist never bruise
Land-still-cruise, Frank White his dues
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' head
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud, tooth shine like ta-dow

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The process of elimination, rotation
and go and they death be starvation
In the of battle, it's no rest for the weary
Snooze and you is the theory

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

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

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

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

yo' nasty ass
And make it swing all around,
Yo, make this
Throw yo' loot on the ground,

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

Oh no, big Dogg
you with my paw, all across your jaw
Break, fool on bitches while I'm breakin' the law
You come up in my room, bitch, you takin' it off, follow me

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

I bet you didn't know that yo' bitch was dick
Who you think she fuckin' with? Look
My East lifestyle is way foul, move the crowd
Point a pistol at you niggas, bla dow

How you like me
You got stuck and fucked, Doggy
100 Day-tonas, bendin' the corner
All up in Crooklyn, bad are lookin'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Them niggaz'll you in a manhole
And they hand in yo' ass
And pull yo' right out yo' asshole

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

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

Thugs tote yo'
We to get mo' rich, c'mon
blow the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up,

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

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

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

tote 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 all around, c'mon
Yo, this money
Throw yo' on the ground, c'mon