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

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

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

Da 5'9":]
I went from eating top ramen to top rhymer
full of commas
No except for the drama
I remember a time when my only was my momma
My mind in the direction
Now it's ya bow down in [?]
Writ in my cause bitch I'm bonker, plural
In a whip my Ivanka, pompous [?] girl
She on E, on me, singing on key
While I'm We Are The World
Got a sniff Britney, no he didn't did he
"We run town"
No he did he
I feel tinting the glass,
You take a sip me
She from the of Jackson
I call her Mississippi, that was witty
Demand like a man tryna get re-elected
He get it, did he?

[Joell
[?] to the
Pedal to the
Just it through the ghetto
Metal in the door, case I gotta throw lead into ya, boy
Referee mind state, I'm the score
I don't know what hating for
Wait, wait, what, matter fact
I don't know you're waiting for
I ain't finna say nothing, the bass up more til the speakers pop
I get a kick that, like a sneakers spot
See I was a kid with his thumbs in his ears
And his in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar
Just when you it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar
Everything I is hot
But bont be mad at least everything you is...
I can't of nothing nice to say, you're not nice okay

I:]
Rapper, hustler,
My shit fly like I'm manure
of the underground, God of the saw
On black, [?] to the jaw
I'm off the block
This work, call me "I'm off the block"
I'm a syllable, Hannibal, cannibal
With a manual to deliver the flammable ammo
and I'm off the top
Rep that till I walk with Pac
We the 2.0 Boys, quick Joe boys
New Rolls Royce, fall off the lot
me, the only way you can stop me
I'm top seed, I pop green at my
So watch me, if you seen the phenomenom
I speak as Lamborghini's in Ramadan