Yes sir, Red and Meth in the muthafucking building, nigga
Yeah, yeah, y'all already know the muthafucking business, nigga
Dangerous Mc's, let's go, yo' check it
Yo, you can, find me up inside a whore
Making her legs go up like Ferrari doors
Gilla House get Chips Ahoy, don't sniff the boy
But I'm naughty like 'Tommy Boy'
Go back like Atari cords, still here, shit
Superman ended up in a wheelchair
I'm fresh like Bel Air, I paid my dues
And you trying to be cool up in Sunday school
Can't move when I flow, bet a nigga gonna copy
Take it home, study it, then he gon' profit
In the rap game, every nigga gonna gossip
Even Herbie Hancock know Red rock it
Yo, Red, stop it, time is up
Only nigga that's fly on the rhyme is us
'Cause, no one can stop me
Da, na, na, da, na, na, like Rocky
Aiyo, this how it sound when them boys underground
Nigga, check our style, we some
(Dangerous MCs)
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forgot 'em
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forget 'em
(Dangerous MCs)
Aiyo, this how it sound when them boys underground
Nigga, check our style, we some
(Dangerous MCs)
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forgot 'em
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forget 'em
(Dangerous MCs)
Yo, back when Cheb Mami used to sell plates, we used to sell base
I learned to wipe my nose and wipe the prints off the shell case
Don't want no jail case, 3 to 9 standing at hell's gate
It's hot and the devil's my cellmate
The game's addictive, I can't stop, it's like I'm chasing that first high
Like Betty Crocker baking that first pie
The beef we serving is stir fried, swerving all through your urban
Hurting, every gate and corner, you working
I'm the bottom line, the school of hard knocks turn into Columbine
And my set is throwing up dollar signs
Some get gwop, some get pop, me?
I got a ziplock of bubble gum, Kush is selling Chris Rock
Nobody move, nobody shot, Meth, I'm in the body shop
Where you rummy, rolling your body drops
I'm tryna stand on my own two, get signed to a major
Be a franchise player and get my own show
Aiyo, this how it sound when them boys underground
Nigga, check our style, we some
(Dangerous MCs)
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forgot 'em
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forget 'em
(Dangerous MCs)
Aiyo, this how it sound when them boys underground
Nigga, check our style, we some
(Dangerous MCs)
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forgot 'em
Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forget 'em
(Dangerous MCs)
Dangerous MCs
Dangerous MCs
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