[Chorus: I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaa You don't want no problems, you want no problems know I'm so dangerous. mmmm You don't want no problems, you don't want no
Death by injection I kill you A lot of green with a yellow call me the Green Bay packer I pack the mucho deniro So paid, rappers is on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo Hello, LUDA! Tell theses boys double up Cause I got some work all on my waist but I it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin', or playin' dutch I shit on rappers every verse just got the guts
Haha, up Ludacris they are think I'm luda this Rep the dirty all across the world I it Suafist and a hollow point ya head ya get the point it don't really matter who ya is Nowadays be snitching and they so smooth Defaquit your vocals it's pro tools Sposed to keep it but they don't you Know you get the when the police is who he spoke to Diabolical shoot at your and your molecules Into how you really thinkin I'm a lose Comical money only reason I'm a They'll anounce that I made a like obama news 3 stories but the truth really told 3 stories in the condo I never Who I goota kill to get a docks episode With shakira shaking what she got in a robe Play no games I never got a token My money just be going through the motions Give me my jim carey mask I'm smokin bein a boss what the hell is a promotion Anything less the best is insulting toilest I be pissing like a sultan I hope ya got I leave ya broken I'm taking the mic I see the lizard and I show him
Da 5'9":] I from eating top ramen to being top rhymer Check full of No regrets except for the I remember a time my only perfection was my momma My in the wrong direction Now it's time ya bow in [?] in my honour cause bitch I'm bonker, plural In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous [?] She on E, feeling on me, on key While I'm bumping We Are The Got a sniff from Britney, no he did he "We run town" No he did he I feel tinting the glass, You a sip with me She from the city of I call her Mississippi, was pretty witty Demand like a black man get re-elected He get it, did he?
Ortiz:] [?] to the to the floor Just whippin' it through the Metal in the door, case I throw some lead into ya, boy Referee state, I'm settling the score I don't know what hating for Wait, wait, know what, matter I know what you're waiting for I finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop I get a outta that, like a sneakers spot See I was a little kid his thumbs in his ears And his tongue in his ear going Just when you think it na-na-na-nah-naaar Everything I is hot But be mad at least everything you speak is... I can't think of nothing nice to say, not nice okay
I:] Rapper, hustler, My shit fly I'm launching manure of the underground, God of the saw On black, [?] to the jaw I'm off the block This ain't work, me "I'm off the block" I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer With a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable and I'm off the top Rep that West I walk with Pac We the 2.0 Boys, quick Joe boys New gold Rolls Royce, off the lot Cock me, the only way you can me I'm top seed, I pop at my speed So watch me, if you seen the phenomenom I speak fast as Lamborghini's in