The Dangerous Crew Lyrics by Too Short

The Dangerous Crew Lyrics

    {too :}
    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 muthafuckin 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
    Shit kinda fat like a muthafuckin elephant
    Sample that shit 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 shit
    Now you're goin out like mc bitch
    And ain't nothin worth killin like a sucker
    Why you wanna make fake beats, muthafucka
    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 shit for nine-trey

    When you're with the dangerous crew
    Bitches 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 bitches they sang or would you
    Lie to get that thang cause they gameless
    Them aimless, niggas get extinguished
    But they're just muthafuckas
    Got bitches duckin suckers
    When we come to town, mayn
    We rollin fat with dank, ain't fuckin with that brown thang
    To shorty b and , we goin international
    Fuck the local fashion show
    Niggas can't be broke
    Mhisani for the money fuck 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 muthafucka 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 muthafucka dead in my raps
    Nigga, so gimme the clip and let me pow one
    Cause everbody dyin on this next fuckin 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 dick on swoll
    Muthafucka you, bitch, godddam-ass hoe

    {ant banks:}
    It's the big badass back on that ass, so it's on, gee
    I'm kickin the funky shit for the gangstas only
    Straight dangerous, we cold mack the most
    (yeah bitch) 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
    Fuckin 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 shit
    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 fuck with the crew

    {mhisani:}
    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 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
    Bitches 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 fucked
    If you was a dick you'd get circumsized
    You better back the fuck up or i hurt them eyes
    Fuck 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 fuck if it angers you
    Fuck you woodhogs, i'm down the dog and the dangerous crew
    Bitch

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