Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mc's

Yeah, ninety-six, for my Ave niggaz
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, Brooklyn Loch
Nine millimeter test, wan fi' test?
And the is

Y'all niggaz the rules
I blast on niggaz so my never bruise
Land-still-cruise, White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say very
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 shit it, just ain't got that loud, gold tooth shine like

Biggie Small's the illest and how, frays raise your
By now you figure, he talkin' 'bout nigga
But weak-ass assumptions, lead led to dumpin'
IV to pump-in, feeling something
Catch my drift or my four-fifth lift
At least six above project fences
Turn 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 rocked cheddar box
Dangerous not I gets down
Twist your body round and round, down

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

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

Shake yo' ass
And it swing all around, c'mon
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,
MC's
My nigga, be the shit, c'mon

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

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

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

And revenge be the I serve to cats cold
Stay up on ten folds, you know 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 your hands,
Bitch, grab tits, c'mon
Let me you in the spot
Bump fists, c'mon

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

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

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

Oh no, big Snoop
you with 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 to this
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 at you bitch niggas, bla dow

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

C'mon, yo, your hands, c'mon
Bitch, grab your tits,
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 place up,

yo' nasty ass
And make it all around, c'mon
Yo, make money
Throw yo' 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 worked in a
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 believe this voodoo
Can yo' pussy be chaka, let me speak in patois
And kick you in your like we playin' a game of soccer

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

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

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

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

Thugs yo' shit
We 'bout to get mo' rich,
Let's 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 whips, c'mon
Bitch, yo' lips, c'mon
MC's
My nigga, be the shit, 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 'bout to get mo' rich,
Let's blow the club,
Fuck the up, c'mon

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