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[Chorus:
I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaa
You don't no problems, you don't want no problems
Ya'll know I'm so dangerous.
You don't want no problems, you don't no problems

Death by injection
I you rappers
A lot of green a yellow complexion
Women call me the Green Bay
I pack the
Meaning mucho
So paid, is waitin' 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 bubble

Haha, up
Ludacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda
Rep the dirty all across the world I it
Suafist and a hollow through ya head
Hope ya get the point it don't really who ya is
Nowadays they be snitching and so smooth
Defaquit your vocals like pro tools
Sposed to keep it but they don't you
Know you get the blame when the police is who he to
Diabolical shoot at your and your molecules
Into particals how you thinkin I'm a lose
Comical only reason I'm a move
They'll anounce that I a killin like obama news
3 stories but the really never told
3 in the condo I never know
Who I kill to get a bomm docks episode
With shakira what she got in a leapered robe
no games like I never got a token
My money counter be going through the motions
Give me my jim carey cause I'm smokin
Always bein a boss what the hell is a
Anything less than the is insulting
Gold toilest I be pissing like a
I hope ya got geicko I leave ya
I'm taking bout the mic I see the and I show him

Da 5'9":]
I went from top ramen to being top rhymer
Check full of
No regrets for the drama
I remember a time when my only was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now time ya bow down in [?]
Writ in my honour bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, [?] girl
She on E, feeling on me, on key
While I'm We Are The World
Got a from Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel tinting the glass,
You a sip with me
She from the of Jackson
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 it through the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I gotta throw some into ya, boy
mind state, I'm settling the score
I don't know what hating for
Wait, wait, know what, matter
I don't what you're waiting for
I ain't say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick that, like a sneakers spot
See I was a little kid with his thumbs in his
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, you're not nice

I:]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm manure
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, [?] to the jaw
I'm off the block
This work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer
With a mechanical manual to deliver the ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that West till I walk Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe
New gold Rolls Royce, off the lot
me, the only way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop at my speed
So me, if you haven't seen the phenomenom
I fast as Lamborghini's in Ramadan