Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mc's

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thugs tote yo'
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, yo' lips, c'mon
Dangerous
My nigga, this be the shit,
MC's
My nigga, this be the shit,

Make money, hand fist
The bo-vines roam chicken hearts don't exist
up shop, it's hands on in the hustle
Fakes don't kill nuttin' but time and tussle

The of elimination, fresh rotation
Come and go and death be starvation
In the heat of battle, no rest for the weary
Snooze and you is the theory

The fury of a patient man is wild beyond
Be afraid, you don't beef with us chief
Your is cheap and the supply meets demand
Everything you can is real man

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Thugs yo' shit
We 'bout to get mo' rich,
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,

So you us so much, this shit is bleedin' through you
If I in a restaurant
I'd in the food and feed 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 in patois
And kick you in face like we playin' a game of soccer

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

Them niggaz'll throw you in a
And push hand in yo' ass
And yo' head right out yo' asshole

Parkay nigga, we all day, nigga
You ready to bitch? Fuck the foreplay, nigga
This me for all consumers, my fuck the rumors
Three in the worst way of 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 'bout to get mo' rich,
blow the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up,

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

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

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

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

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