Lyrical Breakdown of Dangerous MC's (feat. Mark Curry, Snoop Dogg & Busta Rhymes) - 2005 Remaster - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Dangerous MC's (feat. Mark Curry, Snoop Dogg & Busta Rhymes) - 2005 Remaster" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how The Notorious B.I.G. feat. Mark Curry, Snoop Dogg & Busta Rhymes weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Dangerous MC's (feat. Mark Curry, Snoop Dogg & Busta Rhymes) - 2005 Remaster" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nordstrom Ave niggas

My Fulton Street niggas, dangerous MC's

Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top

Chillin' on the scene, smokin' pounds of green

Ooh wee, you see, the ugliest

Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness

Nine millimeter cock test, wan fi' test?

And the winner is, y'all niggas know the rules

I blast on niggas so my fist never bruise

Land-still-cruise, Frank White paid his dues

Ask who's the raw, bet they say Poppa very

Look forward to me like commissary

All of a sudden, now every-body Big Willie

Done did it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted

Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it

Your niggas it, just ain't got that loud

Gold tooth shine like ta dow

Biggie Smalls the illest and how, frays raise your eyebrow

By now you figure, he talkin' bout that niggas

But your weak-ass assumptions, lead led to dumpin'

IV to pump-in, you're feeling something

Catch my drift, or catch my four-fifth lift

At least six inches, above project fences

Turn meat to minces, jokes turn to flinches

When I rain I drenches, cleared your park benches

Missed you by pinches, your talk is senseless

Actor needs chiropractor for cracked jaw

Yes I rocked your cheddar box

Dangerous you're not I gets down

Twist your body round and †round, upside down

C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon

Bitch grab your tits c'mon

Let me know you in the spot

Bump your fists, c'mon

Thugs tote yo' s

We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon

Let's blow the club, c'mon

Fuck the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' nasty ass

And make it swing all around, c'mon

Yo, make this money

Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in your whips, c'mon

Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon

Dangerous MC's

My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

Dangerous MC's

My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

Make money hand over fist

The bo-vines roam where chicken hearts don't exist

Settin' up shop, it's hands on in the hustle

Fakes don't kill nuttin' but time and don't tussle

The process of elimination, fresh rotation

Come and go and they death be starvation

In the heat of battle it's no rest for the weary

Snooze and you lose is the theory

The theory of a patient man, is wild beyond belief

Be afraid, you don't want beef with us chief

Your talk is cheap and the supply meets demand

Everything you can imagine is real man

And revenge be the dish I serve to cats cold

Stay up on about ten folds, you know how it goes

You know the streets and it's real as shit, c'mon

Niggas grab your dicks, c'mon, bitches rub your tits, c'mon

C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon

Bitch grab your tits c'mon

Let me know you in the spot

Bump your fists, c'mon

Thugs tote yo' shit

We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon

Let's blow the club, c'mon

Fuck the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' nasty ass

And make it swing all around, c'mon

Yo, make this money

Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in your whips, c'mon

Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon

Dangerous MC's

My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

Aww nah, big Snoop Dogg

Slap you with my paw, all across your jaw

Break fool on these bitches while I'm breakin' the law

You come up in my room look bitch you takin' it off

Follow me, I slip em, slide em, rip em, ride em, provide em

With that West coast G shit, L.B.C. shit

We dips to this, make chips to this

And buy brand new whips and shit, uh huh

I bet you didn't know that yo' bitch was suckin' dick

Who you think she fucking with? Look here

My, Eastside lifestyle is way foul, move the crowd

Point a pistol at you bitch niggas, bla dow

How you like me now?

You got stuck and fucked, Doggystyle

100 spokes Day-tonas, bendin' the corner

All up in Crooklyn, bad bitches are lookin'

C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon

Bitch grab your tits c'mon

Let me know you in the spot

Bump your fists, c'mon

Thugs tote yo' shit

We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon

Let's blow the club, c'mon

Fuck the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' nasty ass

And make it swing all around, c'mon

Yo, make this money

Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in your whips, c'mon

Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon

Dangerous MC's

My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

So you lovin' us so much this shit is bleedin' through you

If I worked in a restaurant

I'd shit in the food and feed it to you

Most of my niggas cuckoo, easy to gas to shoot you

Even all of them Haitian niggas won't believe this voodoo

Can yo' pussy be chaka, don't let me speak in patois

And kick you in your face like we playin' a game of soccer

I love to cock the glocka, stack up on loot and vodka

And fuck your crew because all of y'all niggas full of ca-ca

The way we doin damage tell me how the fuck you manage

With my niggas who marinate on foul thoughts and think savage

Them niggas will throw you in a manhole and push they hand in yo' ass

And pull yo' head right out yo' asshole

Parkay nigga we rugged all day nigga

You ready to fuck bitch? Fuck the foreplay nigga

This me for all consumers, my nigga fuck the rumors

Three in the worst way of pure coke for all you drug abusers

C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon

Bitch grab your tits c'mon

Let me know you in the spot

Bump your fists, c'mon

Thugs tote yo' shit

We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon

Let's blow the club, c'mon

Fuck the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' nasty ass

And make it swing all around, c'mon

Yo, make this money

Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in your whips, c'mon

Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon

Dangerous MC's

My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon

Bitch grab your tits c'mon

Let me know you in the spot

Bump your fists, c'mon

Thugs tote yo' shit

We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon

Let's blow the club, c'mon

Fuck the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' nasty ass

And make it swing all around, c'mon

Yo, make this money

Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in your whips, c'mon

Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon

Dangerous MC's

My nigga this be the shit, c'mon

C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon

Bitch grab your tits c'mon

Let me know you in the spot

Bump your fists, c'mon

Thugs tote yo' shit

We 'bout to get mo' rich, c'mon

Let's blow the club, c'mon

Fuck the place up, c'mon

Shake yo' nasty ass

And make it swing all around, c'mon

Yo, make this money

Throw yo' loot on the ground, c'mon

Bounce in your whips, c'mon

Bitch lick yo' lips, c'mon

Dangerous MC's

My nigga this be the shut, c'mon