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[Chorus:
I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaa
You don't want no problems, you don't no problems
Ya'll know I'm so dangerous.
You don't no problems, you don't want no problems

Death by injection
I kill you
A lot of with a yellow complexion
call me the Green Bay packer
I pack the
mucho deniro
So paid, rappers is on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo
Hello, LUDA!
Tell theses boys double up
Cause I got work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck
My every records jumpin', or playin' double
I shit on every verse just got the bubble guts

Haha, up
Ludacris are Ludacris think I'm luda this
Rep the dirty all across the I polluted it
and a hollow point through ya head
Hope ya get the it don't really matter who ya is
Nowadays they be snitching and so smooth
Defaquit vocals like it's pro tools
Sposed to keep it real but don't you
Know you get the blame the police is who he spoke to
Diabolical shoot at your and turn your
Into particals how you really I'm a lose
Comical money only reason I'm a
They'll anounce that I made a killin like obama
3 but the truth really never told
3 stories in the I never know
Who I goota kill to get a docks episode
With shakira shaking she got in a leapered robe
Play no games I never got a token
My money counter be going through the motions
Give me my jim carey cause I'm smokin
Always bein a boss the hell is a promotion
Anything less than the best is
toilest I be pissing like a sultan
I hope ya got I leave ya broken
I'm taking the mic I see the lizard and I show him

Da 5'9":]
I from eating top ramen to being top rhymer
Check full of
No regrets for the drama
I remember a time my only perfection was my momma
My in the wrong direction
Now it's ya bow down in [?]
Writ in my honour cause I'm bonker, plural
In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous [?]
She on E, on me, singing on key
I'm bumping We Are The World
Got a sniff Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I like tinting the glass,
You take a sip me
She the city of Jackson
I her Mississippi, that was pretty witty
Demand like a black man tryna get
He get it, did he?

Ortiz:]
[?] to the
Pedal to the
Just whippin' it through the
Metal in the door, I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm settling the
I don't know ya'll hating for
Wait, wait, what, matter fact
I don't know you're waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, turn the bass up til the speakers pop
I get a kick that, like a sneakers spot
See I was a little kid his thumbs in his ears
And his tongue in his ear na-na-na-nah-naaar
Just when you think it na-na-na-nah-naaar
I speak is hot
But bont be mad at least you speak is...
I can't think of nothing nice to say, not nice okay

I:]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly I'm launching manure
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, [?] to the jaw
Yeah I'm off the
This work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer
a mechanical manual to deliver the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that West till I walk Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, fricken Joe boys
New gold Royce, fall off the lot
Cock me, the only way you can me
I'm top seed, I pop green at my
So watch me, if you haven't the phenomenom
I fast as Lamborghini's in Ramadan