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The dangerous crew Lyrics

The dangerous crew by Too Short  

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The dangerous crew {Too $hort:}
Tell em what we do in here, Dangerous...

Get some drums from a break and then break yo ass
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 ass 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 bass and we sellin it
sh*t kinda fat like a muthaf**kin elephant
Sample that sh*t if you want
You better try to sample this dangerous funk
Cause ain't nobody trippin on your fake-ass tape
Shoulda got some beats from my nigga Ant Banks
But Banks ain't thinkin bout no weak sh*t
Now you're goin out like MC b**ch
And ain't nothin worth killin like a sucker
Why you wanna make fake beats, muthaf**ka
Shoulda came real like the Oakland city
Beat your ass 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

{Pee Wee:}
Geah man
Just another gangsta kickin tha playa pimp sh*t for nine-trey

When you're with the dangerous crew
b**ches wann hang with you
Think about the thang in you
She can suck 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 b**ches 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 b**ches duckin suckers
When we come to town, mayn
We rollin fat with dank, ain't f**kin with that brown thang
To Shorty B and $hort, we goin international
f**k the local fashion show
Niggas can't be broke
Mhisani for the money f**k a b**ch 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

{Spice 1:}
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 everbody 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 b**ches
Gets my smob on, gets my mob on
And niggas be talkin the sh*t, but yo I'm quick to get my rob on
Cause peelin your cap will put my dick on swoll
Muthaf**ka you, b**ch, godddam-ass hoe

{Ant Banks:}
It's the Big Badass back on that ass, so it's on, gee
I'm kickin the funky sh*t for the gangstas only
Straight dangerous, we cold mack the most
(Yeah b**ch) and we do that coast to coast
Now all the macks in the house, just grab your dick
And tell em funky-cock hoes to have a lick
f**kin with the gin and juice, dick 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 pussy hole open
To a nigga like me cause the pussy is free
Never pay to play cause it's plain to see
That the big-dick gangsta's in the house
And the Dangerous Crew's gonna turn it out
So everybody out there that's talkin sh*t
I'ma wash my name out your mouth with my dick
Cause it's a dangerous thang, and I thought you knew
Boy, you can't f**k with the crew

{Mhisani:}
Clinch your booty cheek, shut your eyes, and grit your teeth
Goldy's bout to explode, I put your sh*t 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 b**ches comin tighter than some virgin pussy
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
b**ches get tossed on, niggas get flossed on
Take your mic and bury it like it's a lost bone
If you was a pussy you'd get f**ked
If you was a dick 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 dick in your ass 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 woodhogs, I'm down the $hort Dog and the Dangerous Crew
b**ch



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