Dangerous

Ahh you don't stop You don't stop you don't stop O.C.'s on the mic and you don't stop You don't stop you don't stop Big L is on the other you don't stop You don't stop and you don't stop Mr. Walt on the beat you don't stop Check it out, yo [Verse 1: O.C.] Yo, I'm looking for the big C notes like Al Pacino Here's a new slang word: you pussino What it means is just that: PUSS My nickname to some know me as Mush Fly like a Testarossa, my God Do not attempt to diss me and my squad Diggin in the Crates Crew click my brother I'm on the mic, Big L is on the other For those that know me, indeed I flow Maneuvers, like shells bust from a Luger Satisfaction, I bring the action Blowin your backs in, with only a fraction A mic set, mindset; O.C. design this Finest, rap lord, Your Highness Pulsating, vibrating, Shorty Wop On the dance floor with the hips gyrating, come here Ass swinging like a chandalier; like A cat in heat, with her ass all up in the air Bust this, who said I can't cut the mustard Rapping is a bitch boy and I got a lust for it [Chorus] If you want it, we got it Ladies, spot it No doubt about it Fly and exotic When we on the scene it's a major plus And whoever facing us we dangerous [Chorus] [Verse 2: Big L] I be that smooth cat you never seen rolling with clowns One of the few from Uptown that's holding it down Hoes is on me like I'm welfare, even rich ones That live in Bel Air, is this Big L? yeah, hell yeah Word up, I use a chrome gat to push domes back Watch how you talk when you call me, Feds got the phone tapped This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got Mega ice in it, push an Infinite, chrome rims, light tinted You can see pal, it's all about me now Twenty G's a show punk three thou just to freestyle I made this cheese it didn't grow on trees Can you hold something? Sure, you can hold on these Yo I'm fat like the old Cray-on, smooth as Rayon L is who the ladies stay on (yeah baby, play on) I chew chumps like chewsticks, known for dropping new hits I know you want me ho if I was you I'd want me too bitch! [Chorus] [Verse 3: O.C.] Time to show, who get it on like soap Derived from nature so I'm pure like snow Brown skinned nigga with a low cut Caesar Traveling the world with my name on the visa, as said O.C. legendary already Rhyme flow cut like a machete First time rappers, I bust your cherries Bitch hold still so I can put it in steady The more you squirm, the more pain I'm a inflict She stayed still and let me pump this dick Microphone raw digging, almost won't fit in I'm still hard when I'm busting off semen Semi; y'all in my way, OK rhymes are gay I'm a make you a M.I.A Cause I find you not a itsy-bitsy bit raw I'm a grind you like the bicuspidses in my jaws When I rock it feel like you being fucked On all fours, this ain't meant for the stores This is for the niggas in the clubs with thug mugs And for the chicks thinking they cute [???] Shaolin (making money!) Niggas in Brooklyn (ma-making money!) Queens and the Bronx (making money!) Yeah, Manhattan (ma-making money!) [Verse 4: Big L] I rock the blue face Prezzie, pockets heavy with cheddi I met these two lezzies in a Chevy Betty and Desi They like to menage-a-trois, then blase blah With L Corleone cause I'm a suave star [Verse 5: O.C.] No doubt Baby Pah, platinum rings, mean niggas Looking at my ice from the chain it swing In the party, pop Dom, lamping like a Don Low key smiling at the bitches with my gold teeth [Verse 6: Big L] You can't fuck with the Crates cause we just too hot So all that mess you pop I suggest you stop Quit while you ahead cause you ain't built like that Better chill cause on the real cats get killed like that [Verse 7: O.C.] Mmhmm, two crisp type figures, clean cut niggas Plussed out cribs rock twin Ac Vigors Living life to the fullest getting rich ain't far Chilling with women banking dough avoiding sluts and scars [Chorus]