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Yes sir, Red and Meth in the muthafucking building, nigga Yeah, yeah, y'all already know the muthafucking business, nigga Dangerous Mc's, let's go, yo' check it Yo, you can, find me up inside a whore Making her legs go up like Ferrari doors Gilla House get Chips Ahoy, don't sniff the boy But I'm naughty like 'Tommy Boy' Go back like Atari cords, still here, shit Superman ended up in a wheelchair I'm fresh like Bel Air, I paid my dues And you trying to be cool up in Sunday school Can't move when I flow, bet a nigga gonna copy Take it home, study it, then he gon' profit In the rap game, every nigga gonna gossip Even Herbie Hancock know Red rock it Yo, Red, stop it, time is up Only nigga that's fly on the rhyme is us 'Cause, no one can stop me Da, na, na, da, na, na, like Rocky Aiyo, this how it sound when them boys underground Nigga, check our style, we some (Dangerous MCs) Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forgot 'em Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forget 'em (Dangerous MCs) Aiyo, this how it sound when them boys underground Nigga, check our style, we some (Dangerous MCs) Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forgot 'em Game over, forget 'em, forget 'em, forget 'em (Dangerous MCs) Yo, back when Cheb Mami used to sell plates, we used to sell base I learned to wipe my nose and


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