Dangerous lyrics

Artist  : O.c. 
Song : Dangerous



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featuring Big L

[O.C.]
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

Yo.. I'm lookin 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
manuevers, 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
Pulsatin, vibratin, Shorty Wop
on
the dancefloor with the hips gyratin,
c'mere
Ass swingin 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
Rappin is a bitch boy and I got a lust
for it

Chorus: O.C.

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 facin us we
dangerous

Chorus

[Big L]
I be
that smooth cat you never seen rollin with
clowns
One of the few from Uptown that's
holdin 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 somethin? 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
(yea baby play on)
I chew chumps like
chewsticks, known for poppin new hits
I know
you want me hoe if I was you I'd want me too
bitch!

Chorus

[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 Ceasar
Travellin 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'ma
inflict
She stayed still and let me pump this
dick
Microphone raw diggin, almost won't fit
in
I'm still hard when I'm bustin off
semen
Semi; y'all in my way, OK rhymes are
gay
I'ma make you a M.I.A.
Cause I find you
not a itsy-bitsy bit raw
I'ma grind you like
the bicuspidses in my jaws
When I rock it feel
like you bein fucked
on all fours, this ain't
meant for the stores
This is for the niggaz in
the clubs with thug mugs
And for the chicks
thinkin they cute without
mustard

Shaolin... "makin money"
Niggaz
in Brooklyn... "ma-makin money!"
Queens and the
Bronx... "makin money"
Yeah, Manhattan..
"ma-makin money!"

[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

[O.C.]
No doubt Baby Pah, platinum
rings, mean niggaz
lookin at my ice from the
chain it swing
In the party, pop Dom, lampin
like a Don
Low key smilin at the bitches with
my gold teeth

[Big L]
You can't fuck
with the place 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

[O.C.]
Mmhmm, two
crisp type figures, clean cut niggaz
Plussed
out cribs rock twin Ac' Vegas
Livin life to
the fullest gettin rich ain't far
Chillin with
women bankin dough avoidin sluts and
scars

Chorus