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

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

Haha, up
Ludacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda
Rep the all across the world I polluted it
Suafist and a hollow point ya head
Hope ya get the point it really matter who ya is
Nowadays they be snitching and so smooth
your 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 your molecules
Into particals how you thinkin I'm a lose
Comical money only I'm a move
They'll anounce that I made a killin like news
3 stories but the truth really told
3 stories in the I never know
Who I goota kill to get a bomm docks
With shakira what she got in a leapered robe
Play no games I never got a token
My money counter just be going the motions
Give me my jim carey mask cause I'm
bein a boss 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 taking bout the mic I see the and I show him

Da 5'9":]
I went from eating top ramen to being top
full of commas
No regrets for the drama
I a time when my only perfection was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now time ya bow down in [?]
in my honour cause bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a with my Ivanka, pompous [?] girl
She on E, feeling on me, on key
While I'm bumping We Are The
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, that was witty
Demand a black man tryna 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 some lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm settling the
I don't know what hating for
Wait, wait, know what, fact
I know what you're waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, a sneakers spot
See I was a little kid with his in his ears
And his tongue in his ear going
Just you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
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
This work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, cannibal
With a manual to deliver the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep West till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, fricken Joe boys
New Rolls 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 haven't seen the
I speak fast as Lamborghini's in