Текст (слова) песни: Notorious B. I. G. - Dangerous Mc`s

 
[Notorious B.I.G.] 
Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave niggaz 
My Fulton Street niggaz (hardcore for ninety-six) 
Dangerous MC`s.. 
 
Uhh (check it out) uhh 
Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top 
Chillin on the scene, smokin pounds of green 
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest 
Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness 
Nine millimeter cock test, wan fi` test? 
And the winner is.. 
 
[Busta Rhymes] 
Y`all niggaz know the rules 
I blast on niggaz so -- 
 
[Notorious B.I.G.] 
-- my fist never bruise 
Land-still-cruise, Frank White paid his dues 
Ask who`s the raw, bet they say Poppa very 
Look forward to me like commissary 
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie 
Done did it, come widdit, get yo` head splitted 
or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it 
Your shit it, just ain`t got that LOUD 
Gold tooth shine like TA-DOW! 
Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow 
By now you figure, he talkin bout that nigga 
but your weak-ass assumptions, lead led to dumpin 
IV to pump-in, you`re feeling something 
Catch my drift, or catch my four-fifth lift 
at least six inches, above project fences 
Turn meat to minces, jokes turn to flinches 
When I rain I drenches, cleared your park benches (HAH) 
Missed you by pinches (HOO) your talk is senseless (RRUFF) 
Actor needs chiropractor (HAH, HOO) for cracked jaw 
Yes I rocked your cheddar box (hah) 
Dangerous you`re not I gets down (HOO) 
Twist your body {*singing*} round and round, upside down 
 
Chorus: Busta Rhymes 
 
C`mon, yo, throw your hands c`mon 
Bitch grab your tits c`mon 
Let me know you in the spot 
Bump your fists, c`mon 
Thugs tote yo` shit 
we bout to get mo` rich, c`mon 
Let`s blow the club, c`mon 
Fuck the place up, c`mon 
Shake yo` nasty ass 
and make it swing all around, c`mon 
Yo, make this money 
throw yo` loot on the ground, c`mon 
Bounce in your whips, c`mon 
Bitch lick yo` lips, c`mon 
Dangerous MC`s 
My nigga this be the shit, c`mon 
Dangerous MC`s 
My nigga this be the shit, c`mon 
 
[Mark Curry] 
Uh-huh, make money hand over fist 
The bo-vines roam where chickenhearts don`t exist 
Settin up shop, it`s hands on in the hustle 
Fakes don`t kill nuttin but time and don`t tussle 
The process of elimination, fresh rotation 
come and go and they death be starvation 
In the heat of battle it`s no rest for the weary 
Snooze and you lose is the theory 
The theory of a patient man, is wild beyond belief 
Be afraid, you don`t want beef with us chief 
Your talk is cheap and the supply meets demand 
Everything you can imagine is real man 
and revenge be the dish I serve to cats cold 
Stay up on about ten folds, you know how it goes 
You know the streets and it`s real as shit, c`mon 
Niggaz grab your dicks, c`mon 
Bitches rub your tits, c`mon 
 
Chorus (minus last two lines) 
 
[Snoop Dogg] 
Awww nah, big Snoop Dogg 
Slap you with my paw, all across your jaw 
Break fool on these bitches while I`m breakin the law 
You come up in my room look bitch you takin it off 
Follow me, I slip em slide em rip em ride em provide em 
with that West coast G shit, L.B.C. shit 
We dips to this, make chips to this 
and buy brand new whips and shit, uh-huh (beyotch) 
I bet you didn`t know that yo` bitch was suckin dick (say what?) 
Who you think she fuckin with? (what?)Look here 
My, Eastside lifestyle is way foul, move the crowd 
Point a pistol at you bitch niggas, BLA-DOW 
.. How you like me now? (what what, what?) 
You got stuck and fucked, Doggystyle 
100 spokes Day-tonas, bendin the corner 
all up in Crooklyn, bad bitches are lookin 
 
Chorus (minus last two lines) 
 
[Busta Rhymes] 
So you lovin us so much this shit is bleedin through you 
If I worked in a resteraunt 
I`d shit in the food and feed it to you 
Most of my niggaz cuckoo, easy to gas to shoot you 
Even all of them Haitian niggaz 
won`t believe this voodoo 
Can yo` pussy be chaka, don`t let me speak in pat-ois 
and kick you in your face like we playin a game of soc-cer 
I love to cock the glock-a, stack up on loot and vod-ka 
And fuck your crew because all of y`all niggaz full of ca-ca 
The way we doin damage tell me how the FUCK you manage 
with my niggaz who marinate on foul thoughts and think savage 
Them niggaz`ll throw you in a manhole 
and push they hand in yo` ass 
and pull yo` head right out yo` asshole! 
Parkay nigga we rugged all day nigga 
You ready to fuck bitch?Fuck the foreplay nigga 
This me for all consumers, my nigga FUCK the rumors 
Three in the worst way of pure coke for all you DRUG ABUSERS 
 
Chorus (minus last two lines) 
 
Chorus (fades out)
 

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