The Dangerous Crew

Too USDhort:
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 muth*fkin song
And if you can't pay it, keep movin on
I'm into somethin that your fake as* 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
s**t kinda fat like a muth*fkin elephant
Sample that s**t 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 nigg* Ant Banks
But Banks ain't thinkin bout no weak s**t
Now you're goin out like MC b*tch
And ain't nothin worth killin like a sucker
Why you wanna make fake beats, muth*fka
Shoulda came real like the Oakland city
Beat your as* 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 s**t for nine-trey

When you're with the dangerous crew
girls wann hang with you
Think about the thang in you
She can suck a thang or two
in other gangs wanna hang with you
Learn your slang, made a few fools wanna slang, would you
Tell them girls they sang or would you
Lie to get that thang cause they gameless
Them aimless, get extinguished
But they're just muth*fkas
Got girls duckin suckers
When we come to town, mayn
We rollin fat with dank, ain't fkin with that brown thang
To Shorty B and USDhort, we goin international
fk the local fashion show
can't be broke
Mhisani for the money fk a b*tch 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 muth*fka steppin to
F.M. Blue and Randy Austin
You're lost when
You thought that you can hang with this
, 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 nigg*, whatcha wanna do
The alias East Bay Gangsta, you can catch me peelin caps
Known for killin every muth*fka dead in my raps
nigg*, so gimme the clip and let me pow one
Cause everbody dyin on this next fkin album
Dumpin em up in ditches, kill the snitches
Sell a glock to a gee for these playa-hatin girls
Gets my smob on, gets my mob on
And be talkin the s**t, but yo I'm quick to get my rob on
Cause peelin your cap will put my d*ck on swoll
muth*fka you, b*tch, godddam-ass hoe

Ant Banks:
It's the Big Badass back on that ass, so it's on, gee
I'm kickin the funky s**t for the gangstas only
Straight dangerous, we cold mack the most
(Yeah b*tch) and we do that coast to coast
Now all the macks in the house, just grab your d*ck
And tell em funky-c*ck hoes to have a lick
fkin with the gin and juice, d*ck hard as a rock
Hoes block to block, so what's up with the c*ck?
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 nigg* got all the game
>From the streets of Oakland, the City of Dope, and
I'm hopin that the hoes keep the p*ssy hole open
To a nigg* like me cause the p*ssy is free
Never pay to play cause it's plain to see
That the big-d*ck gangsta's in the house
And the Dangerous Crew's gonna turn it out
So everybody out there that's talkin s**t
I'ma wash my name out your mouth with my d*ck
Cause it's a dangerous thang, and I thought you knew
Boy, you can't fk with the crew

Mhisani:
Clinch your booty cheek, shut your eyes, and grit your teeth
Goldy's bout to explode, I put your s**t 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 girls comin tighter than some virgin p*ssy
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 nigg* changes blue
The skull and crossbones
girls get tossed on, get flossed on
Take your mic and bury it like it's a lost bone
If you was a p*ssy you'd get fked
If you was a d*ck you'd get circumsized
You better back the fk up or I hurt them eyes
fk 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 d*ck in your as* and keep your nine to five
And don't be runnin and rappin about you signed to Jive
And I don't give a fk if it angers you
fk you woodhogs, I'm down the USDhort Dog and the Dangerous Crew
b*tch