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Uh yeah, Dangerous

In the year 1995, Anthony Shaw a.k.a Too $hort
Came correct put his niggars on
and Gentlemen, The Dangerous Crew
$hort Dogg's in the house bitch

Old Skool Freddy B,
Shorty B valuable player
Stright
Solutions from the soul Face

You call be Baby D
You can me daddy if you
to be

Still in the game motherfucking G
Yea, blacked upped in the
W niggars

In the house for
Father Dom knockin' on your front
Hey hoes, I rest, and pimp till I die
It's

And is Brian I am here
To say the Crew
Ain't talking shit

You say it true
I got for you
Even we moved
We still The Dangerous
The funk from Oakland, the niggars did too

I to Atlanta, so you figured
I was through me in
The Source about retiring
Trying to get payed nigga, I was

Thinking I'm washed up to peel my cap
I got a million dollars and a raps
Short on the mic spitting real shit
my videos lately, got my real fix

I alot of weed but don't deal the dope
From the East side nigga, I a hoe
If Shorty B ain't funky when he that bass
You can reach back and just slap my face

And my nigga, is no singer
He is eighty fingers
Oakland
Don't use fingers for horns

Yeah, my nigga,
know he ain't from Oakland
He from Richmond, California,
Them Richmond niggars are crazy as man

Just like Belowe niggars
Polyontoe niggars, niggars
niggars is crazy man

To my Richmond
I'ma you something about them
They just dip on your ass some Oakland fools
With them weapons, they will smoke ya fools

Shootin' in the head like Baby D
Got my real partner Old Freddy B
In the house, him and Dom
Jumped in the plane with a full of bomb

Not the explosive, the that make you show, bitch
Put me in the studio, the have me focus
Ant Banks you know up
I tried to rap but the shit was sounding fucked

I spend a hundred dollars on the brand new
And if I run you off the road, run, your horns again

Yeah man, these hoes, man
I straight burn rubber on a bitch in a
Riding in some brand new you know
the East side bitch Oakland

You say it ain't cool, ain't stopping me
And ain't too many rappers me
You say bullshit but you knowing it's
But better stop sleepin' on the Crew

I know you and your love to rhyme and it's funny
'Cause I spent all my and money
On my studio we funky ass music
And we do hoes

We freestyle and you see we get
You bring your around, I bet a G she stays
Big trucks, Caddies, Lexus,
Me and my partners, the friends

We got the weed, the drink, the money, the
smoking zags, no Phyllis, no switches
Three thousand miles from the O
fluffy ass, light green indo

You say we ain't shit, the Dangerous
You wanna hear the tape
Ask your stank ass 'cause she bought it
And loving it

You a broke ass rapper, now you dub in it
And when I see a ass I be up in it nigga
You can't fuck with my
We'll sit you on shelve down the isle like a
You talk about me but you bit my style like a
it alone

Leave it
it at home
Don't try at home

Crew
Leave it
try this at home

Don't try this at the house
Leave it
Once Short Dogg

Don't try this at
And The Crew straight
Gettin' funky you, bitch