| Song | The Dangerous Crew |
| Artist | Ant Banks |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Artist | Mhisani and Pee Wee |
| Album | Get In Where You Fit In |
| {too $hort：} | |
| Tell em what we do in here, dangerous... | |
| Get some drums from a break and then break yo ass | |
| You want beats from the crew? we'll take yo cash | |
| Five g's for a muthafuckin song | |
| And if you can't pay it, keep movin on | |
| I'm into somethin that your fake ass never can handle | |
| With your sp-12 and your raggedy samples | |
| Better stick with the james brown and pay him | |
| Cause the jd-800 ain't even playin | |
| Unless pee wee hit them keys | |
| Ant banks on the beats, now we makin g's | |
| Shorty b got the bass and we sellin it | |
| Shit kinda fat like a muthafuckin elephant | |
| Sample that shit if you want | |
| You better try to sample this dangerous funk | |
| Cause ain't nobody trippin on your fake-ass tape | |
| Shoulda got some beats from my nigga ant banks | |
| But banks ain't thinkin bout no weak shit | |
| Now you're goin out like mc bitch | |
| And ain't nothin worth killin like a sucker | |
| Why you wanna make fake beats, muthafucka | |
| Shoulda came real like the oakland city | |
| Beat your ass to death with a s-950 | |
| It's not a james brown loop, it's not parliament | |
| But you can smell it cause it sho' got a funky scent | |
| It's called the dangerous crew, make you feel stupid | |
| Play a thousand records and you still can't loop it | |
| Cause it's not to be found, but if you do | |
| Nothin you could try make you sound like the crew | |
| {pee wee:} | |
| Geah man | |
| Just another gangsta kickin tha playa pimp shit for nine-trey | |
| When you're with the dangerous crew | |
| Bitches wann hang with you | |
| Think about the thang in you | |
| She can suck a thang or two | |
| Niggas in other gangs wanna hang with you | |
| Learn your slang, made a few fools wanna slang, would you | |
| Tell them bitches they sang or would you | |
| Lie to get that thang cause they gameless | |
| Them aimless, niggas get extinguished | |
| But they're just muthafuckas | |
| Got bitches duckin suckers | |
| When we come to town, mayn | |
| We rollin fat with dank, ain't fuckin with that brown thang | |
| To shorty b and $hort, we goin international | |
| Fuck the local fashion show | |
| Niggas can't be broke | |
| Mhisani for the money fuck a bitch until she dizzy | |
| And me and the bigged-banks is gettin perkin off aliz?big bob's down with the crew ready to do | |
| Any muthafucka steppin to | |
| F.m. blue and randy austin | |
| You're lost when | |
| You thought that you can hang with this | |
| Niggas, this is dangerous | |
| {spice 1:} | |
| I'm committin a 187 so gimme the clip and let me - pow | |
| I'm down with the dangerous crew, so nigga, whatcha wanna do | |
| The alias east bay gangsta, you can catch me peelin caps | |
| Known for killin every muthafucka dead in my raps | |
| Nigga, so gimme the clip and let me pow one | |
| Cause everbody dyin on this next fuckin album | |
| Dumpin em up in ditches, kill the snitches | |
| Sell a glock to a gee for these playa-hatin bitches | |
| Gets my smob on, gets my mob on | |
| And niggas be talkin the shit, but yo i'm quick to get my rob on | |
| Cause peelin your cap will put my dick on swoll | |
| Muthafucka you, bitch, godddam-ass hoe | |
| {ant banks:} | |
| It's the big badass back on that ass, so it's on, gee | |
| I'm kickin the funky shit for the gangstas only | |
| Straight dangerous, we cold mack the most | |
| (yeah bitch) and we do that coast to coast | |
| Now all the macks in the house, just grab your dick | |
| And tell em funky-cock hoes to have a lick | |
| Fuckin with the gin and juice, dick hard as a rock | |
| Hoes block to block, so what's up with the cock? | |
| I gotta get it goin on till i reach my peak | |
| With a late night freak everyday of the week | |
| Ant banks, the hoes keep yellin my name | |
| But i ain't trippin cause a nigga got all the game | |
| >from the streets of oakland, the city of dope, and | |
| I'm hopin that the hoes keep the pussy hole open | |
| To a nigga like me cause the pussy is free | |
| Never pay to play cause it's plain to see | |
| That the big-dick gangsta's in the house | |
| And the dangerous crew's gonna turn it out | |
| So everybody out there that's talkin shit | |
| I'ma wash my name out your mouth with my dick | |
| Cause it's a dangerous thang, and i thought you knew | |
| Boy, you can't fuck with the crew | |
| {mhisani:} | |
| Clinch your booty cheek, shut your eyes, and grit your teeth | |
| Goldy's bout to explode, i put your shit to cease | |
| I'm like the wick on a stick of dynamite | |
| Light me up when i find a mic | |
| And watch me flow real tight while you're flowin - kinda tight | |
| Goldy bitches comin tighter than some virgin pussy | |
| If i ever get loose and start stinkin, please douche me | |
| The dangerous crew ain't no strangers to | |
| What these fingers do, hang his crew | |
| A cold dead nigga changes blue | |
| The skull and crossbones | |
| Bitches get tossed on, niggas get flossed on | |
| Take your mic and bury it like it's a lost bone | |
| If you was a pussy you'd get fucked | |
| If you was a dick you'd get circumsized | |
| You better back the fuck up or i hurt them eyes | |
| Fuck with goldy you be hoein | |
| With your shoulder above your stomach in a bow tie | |
| Unbuttoned with your nipples showin | |
| D to the a-n-g-e-r-o-u-s is the true test | |
| In oakland makin the funk, so won't you stick to what you do best | |
| Keep a dick in your ass and keep your nine to five | |
| And don't be runnin and rappin about you signed to jive | |
| And i don't give a fuck if it angers you | |
| Fuck you woodhogs, i'm down the $hort dog and the dangerous crew | |
| Bitch |
| too hort: | |
| Tell em what we do in here, dangerous... | |
| Get some drums from a break and then break yo ass | |
| You want beats from the crew? we' ll take yo cash | |
| Five g' s for a muthafuckin song | |
| And if you can' t pay it, keep movin on | |
| I' m into somethin that your fake ass never can handle | |
| With your sp12 and your raggedy samples | |
| Better stick with the james brown and pay him | |
| Cause the jd800 ain' t even playin | |
| Unless pee wee hit them keys | |
| Ant banks on the beats, now we makin g' s | |
| Shorty b got the bass and we sellin it | |
| Shit kinda fat like a muthafuckin elephant | |
| Sample that shit if you want | |
| You better try to sample this dangerous funk | |
| Cause ain' t nobody trippin on your fakeass tape | |
| Shoulda got some beats from my nigga ant banks | |
| But banks ain' t thinkin bout no weak shit | |
| Now you' re goin out like mc bitch | |
| And ain' t nothin worth killin like a sucker | |
| Why you wanna make fake beats, muthafucka | |
| Shoulda came real like the oakland city | |
| Beat your ass to death with a s950 | |
| It' s not a james brown loop, it' s not parliament | |
| But you can smell it cause it sho' got a funky scent | |
| It' s called the dangerous crew, make you feel stupid | |
| Play a thousand records and you still can' t loop it | |
| Cause it' s not to be found, but if you do | |
| Nothin you could try make you sound like the crew | |
| pee wee: | |
| Geah man | |
| Just another gangsta kickin tha playa pimp shit for ninetrey | |
| When you' re with the dangerous crew | |
| Bitches wann hang with you | |
| Think about the thang in you | |
| She can suck a thang or two | |
| Niggas in other gangs wanna hang with you | |
| Learn your slang, made a few fools wanna slang, would you | |
| Tell them bitches they sang or would you | |
| Lie to get that thang cause they gameless | |
| Them aimless, niggas get extinguished | |
| But they' re just muthafuckas | |
| Got bitches duckin suckers | |
| When we come to town, mayn | |
| We rollin fat with dank, ain' t fuckin with that brown thang | |
| To shorty b and hort, we goin international | |
| Fuck the local fashion show | |
| Niggas can' t be broke | |
| Mhisani for the money fuck a bitch until she dizzy | |
| And me and the biggedbanks is gettin perkin off aliz? big bob' s down with the crew ready to do | |
| Any muthafucka steppin to | |
| F. m. blue and randy austin | |
| You' re lost when | |
| You thought that you can hang with this | |
| Niggas, this is dangerous | |
| spice 1: | |
| I' m committin a 187 so gimme the clip and let me pow | |
| I' m down with the dangerous crew, so nigga, whatcha wanna do | |
| The alias east bay gangsta, you can catch me peelin caps | |
| Known for killin every muthafucka dead in my raps | |
| Nigga, so gimme the clip and let me pow one | |
| Cause everbody dyin on this next fuckin album | |
| Dumpin em up in ditches, kill the snitches | |
| Sell a glock to a gee for these playahatin bitches | |
| Gets my smob on, gets my mob on | |
| And niggas be talkin the shit, but yo i' m quick to get my rob on | |
| Cause peelin your cap will put my dick on swoll | |
| Muthafucka you, bitch, godddamass hoe | |
| ant banks: | |
| It' s the big badass back on that ass, so it' s on, gee | |
| I' m kickin the funky shit for the gangstas only | |
| Straight dangerous, we cold mack the most | |
| yeah bitch and we do that coast to coast | |
| Now all the macks in the house, just grab your dick | |
| And tell em funkycock hoes to have a lick | |
| Fuckin with the gin and juice, dick hard as a rock | |
| Hoes block to block, so what' s up with the cock? | |
| I gotta get it goin on till i reach my peak | |
| With a late night freak everyday of the week | |
| Ant banks, the hoes keep yellin my name | |
| But i ain' t trippin cause a nigga got all the game | |
| from the streets of oakland, the city of dope, and | |
| I' m hopin that the hoes keep the pussy hole open | |
| To a nigga like me cause the pussy is free | |
| Never pay to play cause it' s plain to see | |
| That the bigdick gangsta' s in the house | |
| And the dangerous crew' s gonna turn it out | |
| So everybody out there that' s talkin shit | |
| I' ma wash my name out your mouth with my dick | |
| Cause it' s a dangerous thang, and i thought you knew | |
| Boy, you can' t fuck with the crew | |
| mhisani: | |
| Clinch your booty cheek, shut your eyes, and grit your teeth | |
| Goldy' s bout to explode, i put your shit to cease | |
| I' m like the wick on a stick of dynamite | |
| Light me up when i find a mic | |
| And watch me flow real tight while you' re flowin kinda tight | |
| Goldy bitches comin tighter than some virgin pussy | |
| If i ever get loose and start stinkin, please douche me | |
| The dangerous crew ain' t no strangers to | |
| What these fingers do, hang his crew | |
| A cold dead nigga changes blue | |
| The skull and crossbones | |
| Bitches get tossed on, niggas get flossed on | |
| Take your mic and bury it like it' s a lost bone | |
| If you was a pussy you' d get fucked | |
| If you was a dick you' d get circumsized | |
| You better back the fuck up or i hurt them eyes | |
| Fuck with goldy you be hoein | |
| With your shoulder above your stomach in a bow tie | |
| Unbuttoned with your nipples showin | |
| D to the angerous is the true test | |
| In oakland makin the funk, so won' t you stick to what you do best | |
| Keep a dick in your ass and keep your nine to five | |
| And don' t be runnin and rappin about you signed to jive | |
| And i don' t give a fuck if it angers you | |
| Fuck you woodhogs, i' m down the hort dog and the dangerous crew | |
| Bitch |