Luyện nghe bài hát Dangerous Mc's

Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave
My Fulton Street niggaz, dangerous

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

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

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

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

When I rain I drenches, cleared park benches
Missed you by pinches, talk is senseless
Actor chiropractor for cracked jaw
Yes, I your cheddar 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 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 up, c'mon

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

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

Make money, hand fist
The bo-vines roam where chicken hearts don't
Settin' up shop, it's hands on in the
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, it's no for the weary
Snooze and you lose is the

The fury of a man is wild beyond belief
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 to cats cold
Stay up on about ten folds, you how it goes
You the streets and it's real as shit, c'mon
Niggaz grab your dicks, c'mon, rub your tits, c'mon

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

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

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

Bounce in whips, c'mon
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 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 coast G shit, L.B.C.
We dips to this, make to this
And buy new whips and shit

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

How you like me
You got stuck and fucked, style
100 spokes Day-tonas, bendin' the
All up in Crooklyn, bad bitches are

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

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

Bounce in whips, c'mon
Bitch, lick yo' lips,
Dangerous
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 food and it to you

Most of my niggaz cuckoo, easy to gas to you
Even all of them Haitian won't believe this voodoo
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 cock the glock-a, stack up on and vodka
And fuck crew 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 savage

niggaz'll throw you in a manhole
And push hand in yo' ass
And pull yo' head right out yo'

Parkay nigga, we all day, nigga
You ready to fuck bitch? the foreplay, nigga
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 you in the spot
Bump fists, c'mon

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

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

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

Yo, throw hands, c'mon
Bitch, grab your tits,
Let me know you in the
Bump 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 all around, c'mon
Yo, this money
Throw yo' loot on the ground,