Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mc's

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

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

Y'all niggaz know the
I blast on so my fist never bruise
Land-still-cruise, Frank paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa
Look forward to me like

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

Small's the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout that
But your assumptions, lead led to dumpin'
IV to pump-in, feeling something
Catch my drift or catch my lift
At least six inches above project
Turn meat to minces, jokes to flinches

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

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
blow the club, c'mon
Fuck the up, c'mon

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

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

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

The of elimination, fresh rotation
Come and go and they death be
In the heat of battle, it's no rest for the
Snooze and you is the theory

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

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

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

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

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

Bounce in your whips,
Bitch, lick yo' lips,
Dangerous
My nigga, this be the shit,

Oh no, big Snoop
Slap you with my paw, all your 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 West G shit, L.B.C. shit
We dips to this, make chips to
And buy new whips and shit

I bet you didn't know that yo' bitch was suckin'
Who you think she with? Look here
My East side lifestyle is way foul, move the
a pistol 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 are lookin'

C'mon, yo, 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 up, c'mon

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

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

So you lovin' us so much, this shit is bleedin' you
If I worked in a
I'd shit in the 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' be chaka, don't let me speak in patois
And kick you in your face we playin' a game of soccer

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

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

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

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

Thugs yo' shit
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 money
yo' loot on the ground, c'mon

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

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

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

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