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[ti:Furiously Dangerous] |
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[ar:Ludacris] |
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Hook: Claret Jai |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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Verse 1: Ludacris |
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I kill you rappers |
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A lot of green with a yellow complexion |
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Women call me the Green Bay packer |
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I pack the zero's |
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Meaning mucho deniro |
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So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo |
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Hello, LUDA! |
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Tell theses other boys double up |
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'Cause I got some work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck |
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My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch |
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I shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts |
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Verse 2: Joe Budden |
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Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy |
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Animal, watch me |
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if you think it's tangible, stop me |
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But then I hit 'em with a flow, that they can't even copy |
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See, we don't play that |
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Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey |
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Sup with the dog, thugs want a war |
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Bad GM, what you want to trade slugs with him for? |
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While you cuffin 'em all, I'm stuffing her jaw |
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Then leave em for you to read my Kevin Love on the boards |
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Dog, you and your skill retard hard from of our squad |
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I put you on a crash course in a smart car |
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Going speeding not relying on the brake pad |
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The car you still drive on the race track |
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So you lying bout your feelings and the Maybach? |
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A ghost tail for the Phantoms, face facts? |
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We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback |
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In the shape of a tatt, you done faded to black |
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GO... |
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Hook: Claret Jai |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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Verse 3 - Royce da 5'9'' |
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I went from eating Top Ramen to being top rhymer |
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Check full of commas |
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No regrets except for the drama |
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I remember a time when my only perfection was my momma |
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My mind in the wrong direction |
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Now it's time ya bow down and rep ? in my honor |
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Writ in my honour cause bitch I'm bonker, plural |
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In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous? girl |
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She on E, feeling on me, singing on key |
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While I'm bumping We Are The World |
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Got a sniff from Britney, no he didn't did he |
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\"We run this town\" |
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No he didn't did he |
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I feel like tinting the glass, |
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You take a sip with me |
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She from the city of Jackson |
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I call her Mississippi, that was pretty witty |
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Demand like a black man tryna get re-elected |
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He aint get it, did he? |
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Verse 4 - Joell Ortiz |
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Sticking it to the pedal |
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Pedal to the floor |
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Just whippin' it through the ghetto |
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Metal in the door, case I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy |
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Referee mind state, I'm settling the score |
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I don't know what ya'll hating for |
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Wait, wait, know what, matter fact |
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I don't know what you're waiting for |
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I aint finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop |
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I get a kick outta that, like a sneakers spot |
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See I was a little kid with his thumbs in his ears |
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and his tongue in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar |
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Just when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar |
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Everything I speak is hot |
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But bont be mad at least everything you speak is... |
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I can't think of nothing nice to say, you're not nice okay |
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Verse 5 - Crooked I |
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Rapper, hustler, entrepreneur |
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My shit fly like I'm launching manure |
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Lord of the underground, God of the saw |
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On Hennessy black, ? to the jaw |
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Yeah I'm off the block |
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This aint work, homie, I'm off the clock |
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I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer cannibal |
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With a mechanical mandible to deliver the flammable |
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Ammo, lyrical and I'm off the top |
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Rep that West till I walk with Pac |
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We the 2.0 Boys, Tiz, Crook, and Joe, Royce |
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New ghost Rolls Royce, pulled off the lot |
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Cock me, the only way you can stop me |
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I'm top seed, I pop green at my speed |
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So watch me, if you haven't seen the phenomenom |
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I spit fast as Lamborghini's and Ramadan |
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Hook: Claret Jai |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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We're so furiously dangerous |
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Outro: Claret Jai |
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I suggest you shut it down |
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Pack your 'ish and turn around |
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Because tonight, we run this town |
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So let your feet, still swiftly hit the ground |
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