The Notorious B.I.G., Snoop Dogg, Mark Curry, Busta Rhymes - Dangerous MC’s lyrics

Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nostrand Ave niggas
My Fulton Street niggas
(hardcore for ninety-six) dangerous MC's

Uhh (Check it out) uhh
Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene
Smokin' pounds of green
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
Nine millimeter cock test, wan fi' test?
And the winner is

Y'all niggas know the rules
I blast on niggas so -

- my fist never bruise
Land-still-cruise, Frank White paid his dues
Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very
Look forward to me like commissary
All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie


Done did it, come widdit
Get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it
You overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that LOUD
Gold tooth shine like TaaDow!
Biggie Smalls the illest and how
Phrase raise your eyebrow
By now you figure, he talkin' bout that nigga
But your weak-ass assumptions
Lead led to dumpin'
IV to pump-in, you're feeling something
Catch my drift, or catch my four-fifth lift
At least six inches, above project fences
Turn meat to minces, jumps turn to flinches
When I rain I drenches
Cleared your park benches (HAH)
Missed you by pinches
(HOO) your talk is senseless (RRUFF)
Actor needs chiropractor
(HAH, HOO) for cracked jaw
Yes, I rocked your chatterbox (Hah)
Dangerous you're not I gets down (HOO)
Twist your body singing round and round
Upside down

C'mon, yo, throw your hands, c'mon
Bitch grab your tit's, c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon thugs tote yo' shit
We bout to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's blow the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up, c'mon shake yo' nasty ass
And make it swing all around, c'mon
Yo, make this money
Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon
Bounce in your whips, c'mon
Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon dangerous MC's
My nigga this be the shit, c'mon
Dangerous MC's
My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

Uh huh, make money hand over fist
The bo-vines roam where
Chickenhearts don't exist
Settin' up shop, it's hands on in the hustle
Fakes don't kill nuttin' but
Time and don't tussle
The process of elimination, fresh rotation
Come and go and they death be starvation
In the heat of battle it's
No rest for the weary
Snooze and you lose is the theory
The theory of a patient man
Is wild beyond belief
Be afraid, you don't want beef with us chief
Your talk is cheap and
The supply meets demand
Everything you can imagine is real man
And revenge be the dish I serve to cats cold
Stay up on about ten folds
You know how it goes
You know the streets and it's real as shit
C'mon niggas grab your dicks, c'mon
Bitches rub your tit's, c'mon
C'mon, yo, throw your hands, c'mon
Bitch grab your tit's, c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon thugs tote yo' shit
We bout to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's blow the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up, c'mon shake yo' nasty ass
And make it swing all around, c'mon
Yo, make this money
Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon
Bounce in your whips, c'mon
Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon dangerous MC's
My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

Awww nah, big Snoop Dogg
Slap you with my paw, all across your jaw
Break fool on these bitches while
I'm breakin' the law
You come up in my room look
Bitch you takin' it off follow me
I slip em slide em rip em ride em provide em
With that West coast G shit, LBC shit
We dips to this, make chips to this
And buy brand new whips and shit, uh huh
(Beyotch) i bet you didn't know that
Yo' bitch was suckin' dick (say what?)
Who you think she fuckin' with?
(What?) Look here
My, Eastside lifestyle is way foul
Move the crowd
Point a pistol at you bitch niggas, BLA-DOW
How you like me now? (What, what, what?)
You got stuck and fucked, Doggystyle
100 spokes Day-tonas, bendin' the corner
All up in Crooklyn, bad bitches are lookin'
C'mon, yo, throw your hands, c'mon
Bitch grab your tit's, c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon thugs tote yo' shit
We bout to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's blow the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up, c'mon shake yo' nasty ass
And make it swing all around, c'mon
Yo, make this money
Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon
Bounce in your whips, c'mon
Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon dangerous MC's
My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

So you lovin' us so much this
Shit is bleedin' through you
If I worked in a restaurant
I'd shit in the food and feed it to you
Most of my niggas cuckoo
Easy to gas to shoot you
Even all of them Haitian niggas
Won't believe this voodoo
Can yo' pussy be chaka
Don't let me speak in pat-ois
And kick you in your face like
We playin' a game of soc-cer
I love to cock the Glock-a
Stack up on loot and vod-ka
And fuck your crew because all of
Y'all niggas full of ca-ca
The way we doin' damage tell me
How the fuck you manage
With my niggas who marinate on
Foul thoughts and think savage
Them niggas'll throw you in a manhole
And push they hand in yo' ass
And pull yo' head right out yo' asshole!
Parkay nigga we rugged all day nigga
You ready to fuck bitch?
Fuck the foreplay nigga
This me for all consumers
My nigga FUCK the rumors
Three in the worst way of pure
Coke for all you DRUG ABUSERS

C'mon, yo, throw your hands, c'mon
Bitch grab your tit's, c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon thugs tote yo' shit
We bout to get mo' rich, c'mon
Let's blow the club, c'mon
Fuck the place up, c'mon shake yo' nasty ass
And make it swing all around, c'mon
Yo, make this money
Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon
Bounce in your whips, c'mon
Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon dangerous MC's
My nigga this be the shit, c'mon