Hook: Claret Jai We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous
Verse 1: Ludacris
I kill you rappers A lot of green with a yellow complexion Women call me the Green Bay packer I pack the zero's Meaning mucho deniro So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo Hello, LUDA! Tell theses other boys double up 'Cause I got some work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch I **** on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts
Verse 2: Joe Budden Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy Animal, watch me if you think it's tangible, stop me But then I hit 'em with a flow, that they can't even copy See, we don't play that Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad GM, what you want to trade slugs with him for? While you cuffin 'em all, I'm stuffing her jaw Then leave em for you to read my Kevin Love on the boards Dog, you and your skill retard hard from of our squad I put you on a crash course in a smart car Going speeding not relying on the brake pad The car you still drive on the race track So you lying bout your feelings and the Maybach? A ghost tail for the Phantoms, face facts? We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback In the shape of a tatt, you done faded to black GO...
Hook: Claret Jai We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous
Verse 3 - Royce da 5'9'' I went from eating Top Ramen to being top rhymer Check full of commas No regrets except for the drama I remember a time when my only perfection was my momma My mind in the wrong direction Now it's time ya bow down and rep ? in my honor Writ in my honour cause ***** I'm bonker, plural In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous? girl She on E, feeling on me, singing on key While I'm bumping We Are The World Got a sniff from Britney, no he didn't did he \"We run this town\" No he didn't did he I feel like tinting the glass, You take a sip with me She from the city of Jackson I call her Mississippi, that was pretty witty Demand like a black man tryna get re-elected He aint get it, did he?
Verse 4 - Joell Ortiz Sticking it to the pedal Pedal to the floor Just whippin' it through the ghetto Metal in the door, case I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy Referee mind state, I'm settling the score I don't know what ya'll hating for Wait, wait, know what, matter fact I don't know what you're waiting for I aint finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop I get a kick outta that, like a sneakers spot See I was a little kid with his thumbs in his ears and his tongue in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar Just when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar Everything I speak is hot But bont be mad at least everything you speak is... I can't think of nothing nice to say, you're not nice okay
Verse 5 - Crooked I Rapper, hustler, entrepreneur My **** fly like I'm launching manure Lord of the underground, God of the saw On Hennessy black, ? to the jaw Yeah I'm off the block This aint work, homie, I'm off the clock I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer cannibal With a mechanical mandible to deliver the flammable Ammo, lyrical and I'm off the top Rep that West till I walk with Pac We the 2.0 Boys, Tiz, Crook, and Joe, Royce New ghost Rolls Royce, pulled off the lot Cock me, the only way you can stop me I'm top seed, I pop green at my speed So watch me, if you haven't seen the phenomenom I spit fast as Lamborghini's and Ramadan
Hook: Claret Jai We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous We're so furiously dangerous
Outro: Claret Jai I suggest you shut it down Pack your 'ish and turn around Because tonight, we run this town So let your feet, still swiftly hit the ground
[00:00.000] 作词 : Christopher Bridges/Joell Ortiz/Denaun Porter/Ryan Montgomery/Horace Jackson/Luis Resto/Dominick Wickliffe/Joseph Budden [00:00.001] 作曲 : Christopher Bridges/Joell Ortiz/Denaun Porter/Ryan Montgomery/Horace Jackson/Luis Resto/Dominick Wickliffe/Joseph Budden [00:00.02] [00:02.59]Hook: Claret Jai [00:03.06]We're so furiously dangerous [00:04.49]We're so furiously dangerous [00:08.06]We're so furiously dangerous [00:11.64]We're so furiously dangerous [00:15.17] [00:15.64]Verse 1: Ludacris [00:16.18] [00:18.31]I kill you rappers [00:20.17]A lot of green with a yellow complexion [00:21.78]Women call me the Green Bay packer [00:23.89]I pack the zero's [00:25.88]Meaning mucho deniro [00:27.51]So paid, rappers is waitin' on trades and they all get Knicked like Melo [00:31.48]Hello, LUDA! [00:33.27]Tell theses other boys double up [00:35.17]'Cause I got some work all on my waist but I call it a tummy tuck [00:38.71]My every records jumpin', or playin' double dutch [00:42.64]I **** on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts [00:46.03] [00:46.51]Verse 2: Joe Budden [00:46.98]Let me tell this to the people not understandin' my moxy [00:48.16]Animal, watch me [00:49.38]if you think it's tangible, stop me [00:50.43]But then I hit 'em with a flow, that they can't even copy [00:52.18]See, we don't play that [00:53.12]Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey [00:54.22]Sup with the dog, thugs want a war [00:55.50]Bad GM, what you want to trade slugs with him for? [00:57.33]While you cuffin 'em all, I'm stuffing her jaw [00:59.50]Then leave em for you to read my Kevin Love on the boards [01:01.36]Dog, you and your skill retard hard from of our squad [01:03.34]I put you on a crash course in a smart car [01:05.38]Going speeding not relying on the brake pad [01:07.18]The car you still drive on the race track [01:09.04]So you lying bout your feelings and the Maybach? [01:10.86]A ghost tail for the Phantoms, face facts? [01:12.94]We ruin hip hop, slaughterhouse and payback [01:14.80]In the shape of a tatt, you done faded to black [01:16.19]GO... [01:16.75] [01:17.16]Hook: Claret Jai [01:17.63]We're so furiously dangerous [01:19.75]We're so furiously dangerous [01:23.48]We're so furiously dangerous [01:27.46]We're so furiously dangerous [01:30.79] [01:31.26]Verse 3 - Royce da 5'9'' [01:31.77]I went from eating Top Ramen to being top rhymer [01:33.72]Check full of commas [01:35.27]No regrets except for the drama [01:36.31]I remember a time when my only perfection was my momma [01:38.53]My mind in the wrong direction [01:40.57]Now it's time ya bow down and rep ? in my honor [01:42.31]Writ in my honour cause ***** I'm bonker, plural [01:44.36]In a whip with my Ivanka, pompous? girl [01:46.69]She on E, feeling on me, singing on key [01:49.01]While I'm bumping We Are The World [01:50.50]Got a sniff from Britney, no he didn't did he [01:53.22]\"We run this town\" [01:54.36]No he didn't did he [01:55.04]I feel like tinting the glass, [01:55.97]You take a sip with me [01:56.66]She from the city of Jackson [01:57.54]I call her Mississippi, that was pretty witty [01:59.17]Demand like a black man tryna get re-elected [02:01.12]He aint get it, did he? [02:02.25] [02:02.66]Verse 4 - Joell Ortiz [02:03.09]Sticking it to the pedal [02:03.60]Pedal to the floor [02:04.08]Just whippin' it through the ghetto [02:04.81]Metal in the door, case I gotta throw some lead into ya, boy [02:06.97]Referee mind state, I'm settling the score [02:09.39]I don't know what ya'll hating for [02:11.15]Wait, wait, know what, matter fact [02:13.50]I don't know what you're waiting for [02:15.24]I aint finna say nothing, turn the bass up more til the speakers pop [02:17.64]I get a kick outta that, like a sneakers spot [02:19.53]See I was a little kid with his thumbs in his ears [02:21.64]and his tongue in his ear going na-na-na-nah-naaar [02:23.98]Just when you think it stop na-na-na-nah-naaar [02:25.66]Everything I speak is hot [02:26.76]But bont be mad at least everything you speak is... [02:28.39]I can't think of nothing nice to say, you're not nice okay [02:32.78] [02:33.26]Verse 5 - Crooked I [02:33.69]Rapper, hustler, entrepreneur [02:34.22]My **** fly like I'm launching manure [02:35.98]Lord of the underground, God of the saw [02:37.71]On Hennessy black, ? to the jaw [02:39.91]Yeah I'm off the block [02:41.70]This aint work, homie, I'm off the clock [02:43.39]I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer cannibal [02:45.08]With a mechanical mandible to deliver the flammable [02:47.10]Ammo, lyrical and I'm off the top [02:48.98]Rep that West till I walk with Pac [02:51.00]We the 2.0 Boys, Tiz, Crook, and Joe, Royce [02:52.85]New ghost Rolls Royce, pulled off the lot [02:54.66]Cock me, the only way you can stop me [02:56.90]I'm top seed, I pop green at my speed [02:58.75]So watch me, if you haven't seen the phenomenom [03:00.74]I spit fast as Lamborghini's and Ramadan [03:02.45] [03:02.88]Hook: Claret Jai [03:03.31]We're so furiously dangerous [03:05.54]We're so furiously dangerous [03:09.36]We're so furiously dangerous [03:13.10]We're so furiously dangerous [03:16.82] [03:18.03]Outro: Claret Jai [03:18.53]I suggest you shut it down [03:21.30]Pack your 'ish and turn around [03:24.82]Because tonight, we run this town [03:28.89]So let your feet, still swiftly hit the ground [03:32.05]
