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Man, we ain’t fucking with that fake motherfucker MC Uh, Whatever

That motherfucker name is, man we got a real crew, we got

Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eating pussy on records and

Shit, that shit ain’t what’s happening, we got some real shit

Trying to be like $hort motherfucker, you know what I’m saying?

Dangerous Music got some mack shit for your ass, boy

Fuck him up, $hort

Get in where you fit in, fool

You was a mark up at the high school

Now you’re hardcore like CB4

Biting, what you wanna be me for?

It’s your life, you wish it was a Too $hort rap

But you gots no game, and your bass ain’t fat

You need to quit, rapping just ain’t your place

So back on the grind and don’t catch no case

Bitches, that’s what you always be

Like the other young bitches that try to get with me

I run all up in it but this ain’t no race

I pull it out and shoot it right in her face

You probably wine her and dine her

And get jealous when you can’t find her

You’re nothing but a mark

I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!

You’d better watch your back

Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat

Cause Life is Too $hort, I’m In the House like that

Shorty the Pimp, was Born to Mack

And I don’t stop rapping, one thing I never do

Is stop making this funky-ass shit to ride to

And other rap crews can see

Dangerous Crew got the funky beats

And when I see ya, and act like I don’t know ya

I’m like Missouri, cause I can show ya

Why is my shit so funky it stanks?

Pee Wee, Shorty B, and Ant Banks

You outta pocket trying to hang with my crew

You might of just learned, but it ain’t nothing new

What happened to your funk, did you lose it?

Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?

We stole all your money, and all your songs

Done you like a ho and then sent your ass home

One punk came and went

Had to fire the ho, but I’m still a pimp

(MC) Lawrence (The fake gangsta)

Would’ve never been shit without the Bad-Ass Banksta (The little punk)

Now he’s gonna play on out (Like a mark)

Had to put his fat foot in his mouth (Little bitch)

Quick to say «I'm sorry» when you’re funny

Y’all can have him, cause Dangerous don’t want him

He’ll tell a lie almost every other minute

I’m like Bennett, I ain’t in it

Go on with your reject rap attack

You’ll get more from a prize in a Cracker Jack

And since Banks said he can’t have no more funk (Hell naw)

Get in where you fit in, punk

It’s what life is all about…

Did that get him, did that get it? (Yeah, you got him)

Wait, it’s the end? (Bitch-ass nigga)

You like that shit? (Hell yeah) Damn, you like that, nigga!

You a fool (Tore his ass up!) Banks you a fool for that!

(Fuck that nigga) (Goddamn!)

Man, fuck that punk-ass nigga, man trying to fuck with the Dangerous

Crew, nigga, you can’t hang with this shit, nigga, we got niggas

Way tighter than you man, you old wanna be me asshole nigga, come with

Some real niggas from East Oakland, nigga

I’m a Bad-N-Fluenz, so keep your fucking kids away from me

Cause the motherfucking turf is the place to be

Where hella niggas get shot at

So you’d better pop back, or your ass getting dropped, black

Cause niggas lay you on your back fast

So you’d better grab a gat and pop a cap in they black ass

And let loose the whole clip

And let these motherfuckers know that you ain’t taking no shit

I mean you gotta be a nut, fool

And you can’t give a fuck, you can cut nigga, fuck school

Because that shit don’t even last long

Get a key from an OG and get your fucking cash on

And if a nigga got some grip, get your gank on

But if a nigga popping lip, get your bank on

Don’t ever go out like another sucker

You gotta show everybody that you the baddest motherfucker

Show them niggas you the biggest boss

And ain’t no slipping stopping the tripping just popping

A clip and breaking them niggas off

Cause see life ain’t nothing but just riches to me

Getting high with my partners and bitches to see

Yep, that’s what life is all about

You eating the cunt and she sucking your dick and you

Fucking that bitch and kicking that bitch up out

I ain’t a model, and I don’t play the fucking role

Don’t be shit when you’re old, nigga fuck a goal

You wanna be somebody, I tell your ass you can’t

You little bad motherfucker, go on and hit the dank

That’s how it is in the Oaktown

These motherfuckers didn’t know? Well these motherfuckers know now

And don’t be jealous and mad we doing shit

Cause I don’t give a fuck, I’m from the Bad-N-Fluenz clique

You wanna follow in my footsteps, well put on your gangsta hat

Burn the sack, and don’t be ashamed to mack

I’m bout to tell you how a true player has to be

The shit comes naturally, so hoes quit asking me

I never listened and used to cuss in back of the church

?Bracking the Max? is my birth, packing a gat on the turf

Ready to drop any sucker on contact

You can’t keep me calm, black, so pass me the bomb sack

And watch me extend with a grin to another place

I live on the edge and the Feds and the brothers space

But ain’t no stopping this fool, I’m on a rampage

Breaks out in a damn rage, so don’t try to stand, break

Sit in the range, you’ll get maimed, I don’t fight fair

Strike with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare

And I’m always using my dick cause I’m slick with a fly bitch

And Rappin' ass Ron is my psychopath sidekick

Two hardhead niggas, yeah we advocate violence

Talking shit to the world cause we don’t have to stay silent

Steady searching for a bad plan, thinking like a mad man

Your crew think they tight, but when I come they a sad clan

So fuck it, I’m always causing ruckus

Whoever wanna disagree then grab my dick and suck it

Diddley is always doing shit, distructive and I ruin shit

You stepping, pack your weapon fucking with the Bad-N-Fluenz clique

Fuck it, it’s just another nigga dead

I pulled the trigger and I figure lead, that’s when the nigga bled

Bloodshed is what I see in the nighttime

Strange and deranged, I ain’t in my right mind

I can’t relate, I’m stuck in a dream state

A psychopath, and Diddley Dog is my teammate

And see we are closer, than Fred and Barney Rubble

So step to Bad-N-Fluenz and you know you in double trouble

Motherfucker, we the Bad-N-Fluenz clique

Some lunatics, and we known to ruin shit

A terrorist, I ain’t never been a role model

Nigga I grab the fucking 40 and down the whole bottle

And I don’t even like fucking with no alcohol

But I’ll snatch a joint, and get smoked out for y’all

Getting lit, never having a fit

On the avenue, having brew, grabbing my dick

And if your clique talking shit, it’s your clique I’m a terrorize

The nine to your spine, now your ass is paralyzed

I’m dangerous, and I ain’t even mad yet

I drop with couch and watch you bounce like a bad check

Cause I’m a mack that’s from 8900, bitch

Rappin' Ron and Diddley Dog and Bad-N-Fluenz ruling shit

Fool don’t understand all the shit that goes on up in this nigga’s head

From the hood come if you would but you might end up dead

See these sick-ass Oakland streets done turned me out

Surviving and making cash is what it’s about

Some people ask me why commit crimes to earn my scratch

But I’m black and I’m trapped and I can’t turn back

I was raised as a cruel kid

Because the streets taught me more than these fake-ass schools did

I tried the education system but I dropped it

So now I’m in the goddamn game and can’t stop it

And I’m a motherfucking threat to authority

Make the police sweat when they check this wreckless minority

You want more of me, well come to Oakland, that’s where I be at

Selling dope with my folks, come close and see how we act

Hard niggas addicted to dirty money, fast cars, and fine hoes

On the drink every day like winos

And sometimes I be slipping up off the blunt

So I packs a pump for the punks who wanna try for their stunt

Cause I would never tell a ho how I make my green

I cut my cream on the un so I can’t be seen

And then I bump up on the block and knock after knock

Watch the cop jock as I create a be a hot spot

Pushing slugs just to make it

I’m in the game and it’s real and a nigga can’t fake it

I know it’s sad what I’m doing

But I don’t give a fuck, I’m Ant Diddley Dog and I’m a Bad-N-Fluenz

Nigga you think you got the shit in?

You gotta get in where you fit in, bitch

Motherfucker, you outta pocket, punk-ass bitch

Swoll-ass motherfucker, you can’t fuck with the crew, nigga

You need to get in where you fit in

You stupid-ass bitch