Baby D Songtext
von Too $hort
Baby D Songtext
Eh yo Baby D, get yo lil′ ass over here on the mic man
An show these other lil' n–, they can′t f– with the dangerous crew man
Spit that sh–, fo' $hort dog
This is out for dogs, with the fake attack
I put it out two times, now I'm bringin′ it back
With a whole lot of me, the Baby D
You slippin′ westsider, but it don't mean sh– to me
I′m the youngest in the crew from the Oak-town
And when I come through I lay you n– down
So what up? Get yo gloves an stuff
It's the dangerous crew, ain′t no love for punks
An if you don't know what to do, when I come through
Let this young mack show you
Grab the mic, an tighten up yo lyrics
If it ain′t real, I ain't really tryin to hear it
See another MC's gettin′ mad as hell
Ain′t nothin' mo funky than to be himself
I gotta make a knot while I shake the spot
′Cause I can't be stopped
Lil mother– spittin′ that sh– y'all
That′s how we do it in East Oakland, you know what I'm sayin'
Dangerous Crew representin′, Next Generation step up baby
Baby D takin over like Doja
Open ya up wit that North West Explosion
Then I′m coastin' (what ya doin′ n–?)
Runnin' from the scene with the ghost like moses
I gotta let ′em know
If they mess with the dangerous they always know
So get on, before you get spit on
I'm rollin′ in knee-high, no lie
Finna get my grip on
From mornin' to night, I keep it tight
Alright
Dangerous crew for life
Yeah, that's just a lil sample y′all, Baby D comin′ through, 1996
Dangerous crew, my n– ain't but 10 years old y′all, so, umm
Before you start dissin', you better try and listen
And realize that he got somethin′ for the future that you lil' ol′ n– can't f– with
So Baby D, I'm a tell ′em
Like this, since I know yo mama might get mad if you tell ′em
An show these other lil' n–, they can′t f– with the dangerous crew man
Spit that sh–, fo' $hort dog
This is out for dogs, with the fake attack
I put it out two times, now I'm bringin′ it back
With a whole lot of me, the Baby D
You slippin′ westsider, but it don't mean sh– to me
I′m the youngest in the crew from the Oak-town
And when I come through I lay you n– down
So what up? Get yo gloves an stuff
It's the dangerous crew, ain′t no love for punks
An if you don't know what to do, when I come through
Let this young mack show you
Grab the mic, an tighten up yo lyrics
If it ain′t real, I ain't really tryin to hear it
See another MC's gettin′ mad as hell
Ain′t nothin' mo funky than to be himself
I gotta make a knot while I shake the spot
′Cause I can't be stopped
Lil mother– spittin′ that sh– y'all
That′s how we do it in East Oakland, you know what I'm sayin'
Dangerous Crew representin′, Next Generation step up baby
Baby D takin over like Doja
Open ya up wit that North West Explosion
Then I′m coastin' (what ya doin′ n–?)
Runnin' from the scene with the ghost like moses
I gotta let ′em know
If they mess with the dangerous they always know
So get on, before you get spit on
I'm rollin′ in knee-high, no lie
Finna get my grip on
From mornin' to night, I keep it tight
Alright
Dangerous crew for life
Yeah, that's just a lil sample y′all, Baby D comin′ through, 1996
Dangerous crew, my n– ain't but 10 years old y′all, so, umm
Before you start dissin', you better try and listen
And realize that he got somethin′ for the future that you lil' ol′ n– can't f– with
So Baby D, I'm a tell ′em
Like this, since I know yo mama might get mad if you tell ′em
Writer(s): Anthony Banks, Derick Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
