Luyện nghe bài hát Furiously Dangerous

[Hook: Jai]
Were so dangerous

1: Ludacris]
Death by lyrical
I you rappers
A lot of green with a complexion
call me the Green Bay packer
I the zeros
Meaning mucho
So paid, rappers is waitin on trades and they all get Knicked Melo
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 got the bubble guts

2: Joe Budden]
Let me tell this to the people not my moxy
Animal, me
if you think its ?, me
But then I hit em with a flow, that they even copy
See, we dont play
Im from its like fantasy hockey
Sup with the dog, want a war
Bad jean, what you want to trade slugs em for
While you cuffin em more, Im the jaw
for you to reworking Kevin Love on the board, dog?
You and your skills ? on my
I put you on a crash in a smart car
Going speeding not on the brake pad
The car you still drive on the track
So you lying your feelings and the Maybach?
A ghost tail for the Phantoms, facts?
We ruin hip hop, and payback
In the shape of a tatt, you done faded to
GO

Claret Jai]

[Verse 3 - Royce da
I went from top ramen to being top rhymer
Check of commas
No except for the drama
I a time when my only perfection was my momma
My mind in the wrong
Now its time ya bow in ?
Writ in my honour cause bitch Im bonker,
In a whip my Ivanka, pompous? girl
She on E, feeling on me, on key
Im bumping We Are The World
Got a from Britney, no he didnt did he
We run town
No he did he
I feel tinting the glass,
You take a sip me
She the city of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, was pretty witty
Demand like a man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Hook: Claret

[Joell
? to the
Pedal to the
whippin it through the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I gotta throw lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, Im settling the
I dont know what hating for
Wait, wait, know what, fact
I dont what youre waiting for
I finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick outta that, a sneakers spot
See I was a kid with his thumbs in his ears
and his tongue in his ear going
Just when you it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at least everything you is
I think of nothing nice to say, youre not nice okay

I]
Rapper, hustler,
My fly like Im launching manure
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, ? to the jaw
Yeah Im off the
This aint work, me Im off the block
Im a syllable, Hannibal, killer
With a mechanical manual to the flammable ammo
and Im off the top
Rep that West I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick fricken Joe
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the only way you can me
Im top seed, I pop green at my
So watch me, if you havent the phenomenom
I speak fast as Lamborghinis in

I suggest you shut it
Pack ish and turn around
tonight, we run this town
So let your feet, still swiftly hit the

We too dangerous for the