Tell 'em what we do in here, dangerous

Get some drums from a break and then break yo ***
You want beats from the crew? We'll take yo cash
Five G's for a mutha***kin' song
And if you can't pay it, keep movin' on
I'm into somethin' that your fake *** 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 b*** and we sellin' it
**** kinda fat like a mutha***kin' elephant
Sample that **** if you want
You better try to sample this dangerous funk
'Cause ain't nobody trippin' on your fake-*** tape
Shoulda got some beats from my ***** Ant Banks

But Banks ain't thinkin' 'bout no weak ****
Now you're goin' out like MC *****
And ain't nothin' worth killin' like a sucker
Why you wanna make fake beats, mutha***ka?
Shoulda came real like the Oakland City
Beat your *** 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 **** for nine-trey

When you're with the dangerous crew
*****es wanna hang with you
Think about the thang in you
She can suck a thang or two
*****s in other gangs wanna hang with you
Learn your slang, made a few fools wanna slang, would you
Tell them *****es they sang or would you
Lie to get that thang 'cause they gameless

Them aimless, *****s get extinguished
But they're just mutha***kas got *****es duckin' suckers
When we come to town, mayn
We rollin' fat with dank, ain't ***kin' with that brown thang
To Shorty B and Short, we goin' international
***k the local fashion show, *****s can't be broke
Mhisani for the money ***k a ***** 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 mutha***ka steppin' to F.M. Blue and Randy Austin
You're lost when, you thought that you can hang with this
*****s, this is dangerous

I'm committin' a 187 so gimme the clip and let me pow
I'm down with the dangerous crew, so *****, whatcha wanna do
The alias East Bay Gangsta, you can catch me peelin' caps
Known for killin' every mutha***ka dead in my raps
*****, so gimme the clip and let me pow one
'Cause everybody dyin' on this next ***kin' album
Dumpin 'em up in ditches, kill the snitches
Sell a glock to a gee for these playa-hatin' *****es

Gets my smob on, gets my mob on
And *****s be talkin' the ****, but yo I'm quick to get my rob on
'Cause peelin' your cap will put my **** on swoll
Mutha***ka you, *****, goddamn *** hoe

It's the Big Bad*** back on that ***, so it's on, gee
I'm kickin' the funky **** 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 ****
And tell 'em funky-**** hoes to have a lick
***kin' with the gin and juice, **** hard as a rock
Hoes block to block, so what's up with the ****?

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 ***** got all the game
From the streets of Oakland, the City of Dope, and
I'm hopin' that the hoes keep the ***** hole open
To a ***** like me 'cause the ***** is free
Never pay to play 'cause it's plain to see

That the big-**** gangsta's in the house
And the dangerous crew's gonna turn it out
So everybody out there that's talkin' ****
I'ma wash my name out your mouth with my ****
'Cause it's a dangerous thang, and I thought you knew
Boy, you can't ***k with the crew

Clinch your booty cheek, shut your eyes, and grit your teeth
Goldy's bout to explode, I put your **** 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 *****es comin' tighter than some virgin *****
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 ***** changes blue

The skull and crossbones *****es get tossed on, *****s get flossed on
Take your mic and bury it like it's a lost bone
If you was a ***** you'd get ***ked
If you was a **** you'd get cir***sized
You better back the ***k up or I hurt them eyes
***k with Goldy you be hoein'
With your shoulder above your stomach in a bow tie
Unbuttoned with your ******s 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 **** in your *** and keep your nine to five
And don't be runnin' and rappin' about you signed to Jive
And I don't give a ***k if it angers you
***k you wood hogs, I'm down the Short Dog and the dangerous crew
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