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[Chorus:
Cause I'm so dangerous, yeaa
You don't want no problems, you don't want no
know I'm so dangerous. mmmm
You don't want no problems, you don't want no

Death by lyrical
I you rappers
A lot of green with a yellow
Women call me the Bay packer
I the zero's
Meaning deniro
So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get like Melo
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses boys double up
Cause I got work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck
My records jumpin', or playin' double dutch
I shit on rappers verse just got the bubble guts

Haha, up
Ludacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda
Rep the dirty all across the world I it
Suafist and a hollow point through ya
Hope ya get the point it don't matter who ya is
they be snitching and they so smooth
Defaquit vocals like it's pro tools
Sposed to keep it but they don't you
you get the blame when the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical at your and turn your molecules
Into particals how you really thinkin I'm a
money only reason I'm a move
They'll anounce that I made a killin obama news
3 but the truth really never told
3 stories in the condo I know
Who I goota kill to get a bomm docks
With shakira shaking what she got in a robe
Play no games like I got a token
My money just be going through the motions
Give me my jim carey mask I'm smokin
Always bein a boss what the is a promotion
Anything less than the best is
toilest I be pissing like a sultan
I ya got geicko I leave ya broken
I'm taking the mic I see the lizard and I show him

Da 5'9":]
I went from top ramen to being top rhymer
Check full of
No regrets except for the
I remember a time when my only perfection was my
My mind in the wrong
Now time ya bow down in [?]
Writ in my honour cause bitch I'm bonker,
In a whip with my Ivanka, [?] girl
She on E, on me, singing 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 like the glass,
You a sip with me
She from the of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, that was witty
Demand like a black man get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Joell
[?] to the
Pedal to the
Just it through the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I gotta throw lead into ya, boy
Referee state, I'm settling the score
I don't know ya'll hating for
Wait, wait, what, matter fact
I don't know you're waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, like a sneakers
See I was a little kid his thumbs in his ears
And his tongue in his ear going
Just when you think it stop
I speak is hot
But bont be mad at least everything you is...
I can't think of nothing to say, you're 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
Yeah I'm off the
ain't work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer
With a mechanical to deliver the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that West I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, fricken Joe boys
New gold Royce, fall 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 as Lamborghini's in Ramadan