Dangerous (Natural Born Chillers Remix)

Make ya feel good , make ya feel all right One time Feel good yea ya'll Busta Rhymes in the place ya'll Make you feel real good ya'll Flipmode is the squad in the place ya'll Buck wild for all of my niggas who don't care Floss like a bunch of young black millionaires Makin ya run, me and my gun Stackin my ones Floss a little, invest up in a mutual funds Blowin the horn since the very day I was born Never dreamed I see a nigga landscapimg my lawn Dangerous, my niggas shit be accurate Have to get, the flow be so emaculate A yo a yo watchin my dough, sippin my moe Slippin in slow, them pretty bitches sayin hello Any wiggle hittin this play oil of oley Little honey dip whip in within a little cabriolet I don't mean to hold you up But I got somethin to say Swear to only give you hot shit everyday Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us That's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus: This is serious We can make you delirious You should have a healthy fear of us Cause to much of us is dangerous So dangerous we dangerous My Flipmode squad is dangerous So dangerous we dangerous My whole entire unit is dangerous Hold your breath We swingin it from right to left Word to Wyclef Nigga'z shit be hot to death Stayin alive, you know only the strongest survive Holdin my heat Under my seat , whippin the five Baseline for all of my people movin around Give me a pound All of my niggas holdin it down Cuttin you up The new shit wrekin you up Fuckin you up My black hole suckin you up Back in the days niggas use to be ass out Now a nigga holdin several money market accounts Blaze the street and then I would just like to announce Feelin my grove My jiga jiga makin you bounce Others is fare, me and my niggas breakin the bridge Straight gettin it, we got you niggas holdin your head Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us that's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus One time ya'll Throw your hands real high ya'll Yea, get down ya'll Let me see you all ya'll Busta Rhymes, Flipmode ya'll Nineteen ninety eight ya'll Ha, get down ya'll, lets have a ball ya'll Feelin the heat up in the street rockin the beat Step up in the club, take me to my reserved seat Comin around, all of my niggas surround me So much bottles of liquer, ya'll niggas will drown me Makin ya drunk, feelin the funk, blazin the skunk Stay hitten with the shit that blow a hole in ya trunk Afraid of us, you know this ain't no game to us You strange to us that's when we gettin dangerous Come on Chorus