text: Yeah, ninety-six, for my Nostrand Ave niggas
  My Fulton Street niggas 
  Dangerous MCs
  Uhh uhh
  Diamonds on my neck, chrome drop-top
  Chillin on the scene, smokin pounds of green
  Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
  Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
  Nine millimeter cock test, wan fi test?
  And the winner is...
  Yall niggas know the rules
  I blast on niggas so --
  -- my fist never bruise
  Land-still-cruise, Frank White paid his dues
  Ask whos 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 shit it, just aint got that LOUD
  Gold tooth shine like TaaDow!
  Biggie Smalls the illest and how, phrase raise your eyebrow
  By now you figure, he talkin bout that nigga
  But your weak-ass assumptions, lead led to dumpin
  IV to pump-in, youre feeling something
  Catch my drift, or catch my four-fifth lift
  At least six inches, above project fences
  Turn meat to minces, jumps 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 chatterbox 
  Dangerous youre not I gets down 
  Twist your body {singing} round and round, upside down
  Cmon, yo, throw your hands, cmon
  Bitch grab your tits, cmon
  Let me know you in the spot
  Bump your fists, cmon
  Thugs tote yo shit
  We bout to get mo rich, cmon
  Lets blow the club, cmon
  Fuck the place up, cmon
  Shake yo nasty ass
  And make it swing all around, cmon
  Yo, make this money
  Throw yo loot on the ground, cmon
  Bounce in your whips, cmon
  Bitch lick yo lips, cmon
  Dangerous MCs
  My nigga this be the shit, cmon
  Dangerous MCs
  My nigga this be the shit, cmon
  Uh-huh, make money hand over fist
  The bo-vines roam where chickenhearts dont exist
  Settin up shop, its hands on in the hustle
  Fakes dont kill nuttin but time and dont tussle
  The process of elimination, fresh rotation
  Come and go and they death be starvation
  In the heat of battle its 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 dont 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 its real as shit, cmon
  Niggas grab your dicks, cmon
  Bitches rub your tits, cmon
  Cmon, yo, throw your hands, cmon
  Bitch grab your tits, cmon
  Let me know you in the spot
  Bump your fists, cmon
  Thugs tote yo shit
  We bout to get mo rich, cmon
  Lets blow the club, cmon
  Fuck the place up, cmon
  Shake yo nasty ass
  And make it swing all around, cmon
  Yo, make this money
  Throw yo loot on the ground, cmon
  Bounce in your whips, cmon
  Bitch lick yo lips, cmon
  Dangerous MCs
  My nigga this be the shit, cmon
  Awww nah, big Snoop Dogg
  Slap you with my paw, all across your jaw
  Break fool on these bitches while Im 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 didnt know that yo bitch was suckin dick 
  Who you think she fuckin 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
  Cmon, yo, throw your hands, cmon
  Bitch grab your tits, cmon
  Let me know you in the spot
  Bump your fists, cmon
  Thugs tote yo shit
  We bout to get mo rich, cmon
  Lets blow the club, cmon
  Fuck the place up, cmon
  Shake yo nasty ass
  And make it swing all around, cmon
  Yo, make this money
  Throw yo loot on the ground, cmon
  Bounce in your whips, cmon
  Bitch lick yo lips, cmon
  Dangerous MCs
  My nigga this be the shit, cmon
  So you lovin us so much this shit is bleedin through you
  If I worked in a restaurant, Id 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 wont believe this voodoo
  Can yo pussy be chaka, dont let me speak in pat-ois
  And kick you in your face like we playin a game of soc-cer
  I love to cock the Glock-a, stack up on loot and vod-ka
  And fuck your crew because all of yall 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 niggasll 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
  Cmon, yo, throw your hands, cmon
  Bitch grab your tits, cmon
  Let me know you in the spot
  Bump your fists, cmon
  Thugs tote yo shit
  We bout to get mo rich, cmon
  Lets blow the club, cmon
  Fuck the place up, cmon
  Shake yo nasty ass
  And make it swing all around, cmon
  Yo, make this money
  Throw yo loot on the ground, cmon
  Bounce in your whips, cmon
  Bitch lick yo lips, cmon
  Dangerous MCs
  My nigga this be the shit, cmon