Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mc's

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

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

niggaz know the rules
I blast on niggaz so my fist never
Land-still-cruise, Frank paid his dues
Ask the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look to me like commissary

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

Biggie the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he 'bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions, led to dumpin'
IV to pump-in, you're feeling
Catch my drift or 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
Missed you by pinches, talk is senseless
Actor needs for cracked jaw
Yes, I your cheddar box
Dangerous not I gets down
your body round and round, upside down

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

Thugs tote yo'
We 'bout to get mo' rich,
Let's the club, c'mon
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,
MC's
My nigga, be the shit, c'mon
Dangerous
My nigga, be the shit, c'mon

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

The process of elimination, rotation
and go and they 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 want beef with us
Your talk is cheap and the supply meets
you can imagine is real man

And revenge be the dish I serve to cold
Stay up on about ten folds, you how it goes
You know the streets and 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 you in the spot
Bump your fists,

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

yo' nasty ass
And it swing 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, be the shit, c'mon

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

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

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

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

C'mon, yo, throw 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
Let's the club, c'mon
Fuck the up, c'mon

yo' nasty ass
And it swing all around, c'mon
Yo, make 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 in a restaurant
I'd shit in the and feed it to you

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

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

niggaz'll throw 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 Fuck the foreplay, nigga
This me for all consumers, my nigga the rumors
Three in the worst way of pure coke for all you drug

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

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

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

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

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

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

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