Smoke DZA – Big, Bad & Dangerous Lyrics

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[Smoke DZA]

Big, bad, dangerous
Bronson, DZA, riiiiiiiiight

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]

She's heavy, no Jager
Sour in the chamber
Bam Bam Bronson
And Big Gram Vader

Big, bad, dangerous
Guyanese nigga with a wild Albanian
Mobbing through the stadium
Them little niggas came and went

Bars on the platter, should be catering
Anybody can get it, no matter what lane you in
We came to win, you came to play
Shit, I want the top spot
For that, ack
I'm on your ass like everyday

Disappear like Hoffa
At Little Charlie's, penne alla vodka
Like a fucking mobster, huh
Wiseguys don't carry wallets
Shit I'm liable to
Run up in Rugby and go toss a couple of fazools
Know how I do, made man
Shouts to Thirstin and Meyhem

N-Y Giant, word to Strahan
DZA!

[Verse 2: Action Bronson]

Bronsolino, we got this
Yo


I'm Greg "The Hammer" Valentino, Tinoisamoa haberdashery
Got seven patches

Coming through with Patra
Speaking patois
Tuna tartare

Snap my fingers for the waiter
Tell him the food was caca
Cause I'm used to plates rated by Zagat

Smoking Kiefer Sutherland
Fuck the government, cop Asian rubs and shit
Paid like a hundred, I'm consistently blunted
Got the fronts right out of Busy Bee
13 Huarache's out of King and Queens
Every other week cause I'm a sneaker fiend
Stole my mother's car
And got falefel right on Bleecker Street
Kool G. Rap was pumping out the speaker, chief
I'm getting brain and rolling up
I'm in the green Caprice

Me and DZA treat the tree like Edward Scissor-
Hands of stone, well nowadays I'm getting tan in Rome
The boat, sleep six, the mussels at the bay
Don't ever get it twisted, dog
We hustle everyday


[Verse 3: Smoke DZA]

We got kids to feed
Niggas ridicule before they help

Got to get it how you live, dog
Them bills don't pay theyself

Whether 16 bars or 28 ounces
Whatever I do
I make it count, kid (That's right)


[Verse 4: Action Bronson]

Yo, I'm the captain of this fly shit
Futuristic hybrid
Never close my eyelids

Dicking down a Thai bitch
Her thighs thick like a rhino skin
Ayo, I'm diving in
Slide it back and forth like a violin
(Right)

[Verse 5: Smoke DZA]

Miri Ben-Ari
Mami, ven aqui
No gordo digging that toto loco
Them other niggas so-so
Half assed, mediocre at best

42nd Street, they would've got left
Feel what I'm saying?

[Verse 6: Action Bronson]
Chicharron de pollo con hueso
Been flavor
Table cloth is beautiful
Penetration, uterial
Clenbuterol help when reciting the lyrics
Some family no longer with us
But still behind us in spirit


[Smoke DZA]

I said we big, bad, dangerous
Ain't a motherfucker taming us

[Action Bronson]

Right
Know your role or get rolled on
Don't risk it
It's big business
Big business

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