Busta Rhymes - More Dangerous lyrics

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Busta Rhymes - More Dangerous lyrics

[Lil' Cease] Uh, yeah All my BK n***as, uh All my n***as on the corner Pull your macks out All my jail n***as, maxxed out B.I.G. n***as Forever, n***a What, yo, yo, yo n***a what, uh, my gun busts like phone numbers (uh huh) Seven shots, tear the roof off you gold Hummer (yeah) My sh** drop, it's gon do movie numbers Blow Fish, I'm gonna be hotter than the summer I got bread now, n***as wonder (uh huh) Who I'm writing for, who this n***a, f*ggot promoter? I'm just smarter, I play my game like a hand of Poker It's a millon in the stash, b**h, check the sofa (check the sofa) It's two mil' in the closet, on the left of the loafers (uh huh) When I come through, n***as P.Y.P. like soldiers (yeah) I'm the type that hold dough like Tommy (Mottolla) (uh huh) f** a b**h like (Mariah) then tell her it's over (it's over) Kicked her out my chromed out Rover I squeeze gats outta 'sonovas, Cease takin' over (uh huh) ]From here to North Dakota, speed bump, chrome on the roller Like bears that's Polo, we come out when it's colder 1- [Busta Rhymes] Ey, yo (yo) Feel the ruff (ruff) Scandlous (lous) The more weed smoke I puff (puff) The more dangerous (us) Yo (yo) Feel the ruff (ruff) Scandlous (lous) The more weed smoke I puff (puff) The more dangerous (us) C'mon Feel the ruff (ruff) Scandlous (lous) The more weed smoke I puff (puff) The more dangerous (us) C'mon Yo, feel the ruff (ruff) Scandlous (lous) The more weed smoke I puff (puff) The more dangerous (us) [Mr. Bristal] What, Cris flow 'ever, n***a, you know what that mean (uh) co*k and squeeze, don't talk, when I roll in the scene My man was yappin' to this n***a, got caught up in between ('tween) That-a happen to any n***a that go against me (uh) Do y'all want beef (uh uh) or do y'all want peace? (uh uh) Y'all don't really wanna see me take it to the streets (uh uh) When we do, n***a, we get deeper than the sea (c'mon) Bodies fell, floatin' way out in Tennesee (yeah) Can't handle one, so why ask for ten of me? (uh huh) And went up by the enemy, leave them a memory Just like Kennedy, from state-to-state, city-to-city There where the grimy and gritty once told by Frank Nitty What's the dilly? n***as still frontin' Willy Actin' like they ahead o' the game Put the four-point-six in the Range (c'mon) Itchy like wearin' wool in the rain And keep it simple n***a, but with me, it's just plain Like Eminem's rhymes is rim, DJ's keep spinnin' them (spinnin' them) If they ain't down with the fam I ain't really feelin' them (I ain't feelin' them) Especially if they got something to say about Cease and them (Cease and them) So for now, with the and-one, that's how we greetin' them Repeat 1 [G-Dep] I got a lot to gain, these cats playin' and it's not a game It is a game but I forgot you playin' (I forgot you playin') Forgot your name, forgot your claim (uh) But I remember when the bullets stopped your brain And like, got your chain It's plain simple, use your brain tissue (uh huh) Or you could remain cripple, wishin' they ain't hit you (yeah) Not inofficial, y'all n***as counterfeit Shot about seventeen natural, something's bound to hit (huh) Bounded with a team of shakers to see the paper Then blow like Anita Baker, if you need it, just make it If you need to wake up, holler I Kiss the Girls to make them holler, make them bounce Anything to make a dollar, y'all understandin' me (uh) I just do it, I ain't the one to plan it Just hide it under the table, sh**, I'm underhanded (uh huh) Perfected the nine, perfected the line (yeah) Nasty, perfected with lime (yeah) Busted with paper, infected with rhyme Repeat 1 to fade [Lil' Cease] Yo, yo, feel the ruff, n***a Uh, Flipmode Uh, Brist, my n**y Garfield, Big Nash All my n***as thuggin' it Feel the ruff, n***a Uh, D-Roc Yeah Are you gon' feel this n***a? Told you, don't stop now

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