Dangerous lyrics

PLAY OC Dangerous video featuring Big L

[O.C.]
Ahh you don`t stop
You don`t stop you don`t stop
O.C.`s on the mic and you don`t stop
You don`t stop you don`t stop
Big L is on the other you don`t stop
You don`t stop and you don`t stop
Mr. Walt on the beat you don`t stop
Check it out yo

Yo.. I`m lookin for the big C notes like Al Pacino
Here`s a new slang word: you pussino
What it means is just that: PUSS
My nickname to some know me as Mush
Fly like a Testarossa, my God
Do not attempt to diss me and my squad
Diggin in the Crates crew click my brother
I`m on the mic, Big L is on the other
For those that know me, indeed I flow
manuevers, like shells bust from a Luger
Satisfaction, I bring the action
Blowin your backs in, with only a fraction
A mic set, mindset; O.C. design this
finest, rap lord, Your Highness
Pulsatin, vibratin, Shorty Wop
on the dancefloor with the hips gyratin, c`mere
Ass swingin like a chandalier; like
a cat in heat, with her ass all up in the air
Bust this, who said I can`t cut the mustard
Rappin is a bitch boy and I got a lust for it

Chorus: O.C.

If you want it, we got it
Ladies, spot it
No doubt about it
Fly and exotic
When we on the scene it`s a major plus
And whoever facin us we dangerous

Chorus

[Big L]
I be that smooth cat you never seen rollin with clowns
One of the few from Uptown that`s holdin it down
Hoes is on me like I`m welfare, even rich ones
that live in Bel Air, is this Big L yeah, hell yeah
Word up, I use a chrome gat to push domes back
Watch how you talk when you call me, Feds got the phone tapped
This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got
mega ice in it, push an Infinite, chrome rims, light tinted
You can see pal, it`s all about me now
Twenty G`s a show punk three thou just to freestyle
I made this cheese it didn`t grow on trees
Can you hold somethin? Sure, you can hold on these
Yo I`m fat like the old Cray-on, smooth as Rayon
L is who the ladies stay on (yea baby play on)
I chew chumps like chewsticks, known for poppin new hits
I know you want me hoe if I was you I`d want me too bitch!

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[O.C.]
Time to show, who get it on like soap
Derived from nature so I`m pure like snow
Brown skinned nigga with a low cut Ceasar
Travellin the world with my name on the visa, as said
O.C.: Legendary already
Rhyme flow cut like a machete
First time rappers, I bust your cherries
Bitch hold still so I can put it in steady
The more you squirm, the more pain I`ma inflict
She stayed still and let me pump this dick
Microphone raw diggin, almost won`t fit in
I`m still hard when I`m bustin off semen
Semi; y`all in my way, OK rhymes are gay
I`ma make you a M.I.A.
Cause I find you not a itsy-bitsy bit raw
I`ma grind you like the bicuspidses in my jaws
When I rock it feel like you bein fucked
on all fours, this ain`t meant for the stores
This is for the niggaz in the clubs with thug mugs
And for the chicks thinkin they cute without mustard

Shaolin... `makin money`
Niggaz in Brooklyn... `ma-makin money!`
Queens and the Bronx... `makin money`
Yeah, Manhattan.. `ma-makin money!`

[Big L]
I rock the blue face Prezzie, pockets heavy with cheddi
I met these two lezzies in a Chevy Betty and Desi
They like to menage-a-trois, then blase blah
with L Corleone cause I`m a suave star

[O.C.]
No doubt Baby Pah, platinum rings, mean niggaz
lookin at my ice from the chain it swing
In the party, pop Dom, lampin like a Don
Low key smilin at the bitches with my gold teeth

[Big L]
You can`t fuck with the place cause we just too hot
So all that mess you pop I suggest you stop
Quit while you ahead cause you ain`t built like that
Better chill cause on the real cats get killed like that

[O.C.]
Mmhmm, two crisp type figures, clean cut niggaz
Plussed out cribs rock twin Ac` Vegas
Livin life to the fullest gettin rich ain`t far
Chillin with women bankin dough avoidin sluts and scars

Chorus

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