The Dangerous Crew

Tell 'em what we do in here, dangerous Get some drums from a break and then break yo a*s You want beats from the crew? We'll take yo cash Five G's for a muthaf**kin' song And if you can't pay it, keep movin' on I'm into somethin' that your fake a*s never can handle With your SP-12 and your raggedy samples Better stick with the James Brown and pay him 'Cause the JD-800 ain't even playin' Unless Pee Wee hit them keys Ant Banks on the beats, now we makin' G's Shorty B got the ba*s and we sellin' it Shit kinda fat like a muthaf**kin' elephant Sample that shit if you want You better try to sample this dangerous funk 'Cause ain't nobody trippin' on your fake-a*s tape Shoulda got some beats from my nigga Ant Banks But Banks ain't thinkin' 'bout no weak shit Now you're goin' out like MC Bitch And ain't nothin' worth killin' like a s*cker Why you wanna make fake beats, muthaf**ka? Shoulda came real like the Oakland City Beat your a*s to death with a S-950 It's not a James Brown loop, it's not Parliament But you can smell it 'cause it sho' got a funky scent It's called The Dangerous Crew, make you feel stupid Play a thousand records and you still can't loop it 'Cause it's not to be found but if you do Nothin' you could try make you sound like the crew Geah man Just another gangsta kickin' tha playa pimp shit for nine-trey When you're with the dangerous crew Bitches wanna hang with you Think about the thang in you She can s*ck a thang or two Niggas in other gangs wanna hang with you Learn your slang, made a few fools wanna slang, would you Tell them bitches they sang or would you Lie to get that thang 'cause they gameless Them aimless, niggas get extinguished But they're just muthaf**kas got bitches duckin' s*ckers When we come to town, mayn We rollin' fat with dank, ain't f**kin' with that brown thang To Shorty B and Short, we goin' international f**k the local fashion show, niggas can't be broke Mhisani for the money f**k a bitch until she dizzy And me and the bigged-Banks is gettin' perkin' off Aliz Big Bob's down with the crew ready to do Any muthaf**ka steppin' to F.M. Blue and Randy Austin You're lost when, you thought that you can hang with this Niggas, this is dangerous I'm committin' a 187 so gimme the clip and let me pow I'm down with the dangerous crew, so nigga, whatcha wanna do The alias East Bay Gangsta, you can catch me peelin' caps Known for killin' every muthaf**ka dead in my raps Nigga, so gimme the clip and let me pow one 'Cause everybody dyin' on this next f**kin' album Dumpin 'em up in ditches, kill the snitches Sell a glock to a gee for these playa-hatin' bitches Gets my smob on, gets my mob on And niggas be talkin' the shit, but yo I'm quick to get my rob on 'Cause peelin' your cap will put my d**k on swoll Muthaf**ka you, bitch, goddamn a*s hoe It's the Big Bada*s back on that a*s, so it's on, gee I'm kickin' the funky shit for the gangstas only Straight dangerous, we cold mack the most And we do that coast to coast Now all the macks in the house, just grab your d**k And tell 'em funky-cock hoes to have a lick f**kin' with the gin and juice, d**k hard as a rock Hoes block to block, so what's up with the cock? I gotta get it goin' on till I reach my peak With a late night freak everyday of the week Ant Banks, the hoes keep yellin' my name But I ain't trippin' 'cause a nigga got all the game From the streets of Oakland, the City of Dope, and I'm hopin' that the hoes keep the pus*y hole open To a nigga like me 'cause the pus*y is free Never pay to play 'cause it's plain to see That the big-d**k gangsta's in the house And the dangerous crew's gonna turn it out So everybody out there that's talkin' shit I'ma wash my name out your mouth with my d**k 'Cause it's a dangerous thang, and I thought you knew Boy, you can't f**k with the crew Clinch your booty cheek, shut your eyes, and grit your teeth Goldy's bout to explode, I put your shit to cease I'm like the wick on a stick of dynamite light me up when I find a mic And watch me flow real tight while you're flowin' kinda tight Goldy bitches comin' tighter than some virgin pus*y If I ever get loose and start stinkin', please douche me The dangerous crew ain't no strangers to What these fingers do, hang his crew a cold dead nigga changes blue The skull and crossbones bitches get tossed on, niggas get flossed on Take your mic and bury it like it's a lost bone If you was a pus*y you'd get f**ked If you was a d**k you'd get circumsized You better back the f**k up or I hurt them eyes f**k with Goldy you be hoein' With your shoulder above your stomach in a bow tie Unbuttoned with your nipples showin' D to the A N G E R O U S is the true test In Oakland makin' the funk, so won't you stick to what you do best Keep a d**k in your a*s and keep your nine to five And don't be runnin' and rappin' about you signed to Jive And I don't give a f**k if it angers you f**k you wood hogs, I'm down the Short Dog and the dangerous crew Bitch