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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 want no

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

Haha, up
Ludacris they are Ludacris I'm luda this
Rep the dirty all across the I polluted it
Suafist and a hollow point ya head
Hope ya get the it don't really matter who ya is
Nowadays be snitching and they so smooth
Defaquit vocals like it's pro tools
Sposed to keep it but they don't you
Know you get the blame when the is who he spoke to
Diabolical shoot at your and turn your
Into particals how you really I'm a lose
Comical money reason I'm a move
They'll anounce that I made a killin like news
3 stories but the truth never told
3 stories in the condo I know
Who I kill to get a bomm docks episode
With shaking what she got in a leapered robe
Play no like I never got a token
My money counter just be going the motions
Give me my jim mask cause I'm smokin
Always bein a what the hell is a promotion
Anything less than the is insulting
toilest I be pissing like a sultan
I hope ya got geicko I leave ya
I'm bout the mic I see the lizard and I show him

Da 5'9":]
I went from eating top ramen to top rhymer
full of commas
No regrets except for the
I remember a time when my only perfection was my
My in the wrong direction
Now it's time ya bow in [?]
Writ in my cause bitch I'm bonker, plural
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 Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel like the glass,
You take a sip me
She from the city of
I call her Mississippi, that was witty
Demand like a black man tryna get
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 know what ya'll hating for
Wait, wait, know what, fact
I don't know what you're for
I ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the pop
I get a kick that, like a sneakers spot
See I was a little kid with his thumbs in his
And his in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar
when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at least you speak is...
I can't think of nothing to say, you're not nice okay

I:]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm 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, cannibal
With a mechanical manual to deliver the ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop green at my
So watch me, if you haven't seen the
I speak fast as in Ramadan