Furious Five Lyrics - Chamillionaire

[Chorus: Chamillionaire] 

Cause I'm lyrically so dangerous, yeaa 

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems 

Ya'll know I'm so dangerous. mmmm 

You don't want no problems, you don't want no problems 

[Ludacris:] 

Death by lyrical injection 

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 shit on rappers every verse just got the bubble guts 

[Chamillionaire:] 

Haha, hold up 

Ludacris they are Ludacris think I'm luda this 

Rep the dirty all across the world I polluted it 

Suafist and a hollow point through ya head 

Hope ya get the point it don't really matter who ya is 

Nowadays they be snitching and they so smooth 

Defaquit your vocals like it's pro tools 

Sposed to keep it real but they don't you 

Know you get the blame when the police is who he spoke to 

Diabolical shoot at your and turn your molecules 

Into particals how you really thinkin I'm a lose 

Comical money only reason I'm a move 

They'll anounce that I made a killin like obama news 

3 stories but the truth really never told 

3 stories in the condo I never know 

Who I goota kill to get a bomm docks episode 

With shakira shaking what she got in a leapered robe 

Play no games like I never got a token 

My money counter just be going through the motions 

Give me my jim carey mask cause I'm smokin 

Always bein a boss what the hell is a promotion 

Anything less than the best is insulting 

Gold toilest I be pissing like a sultan 

I hope ya got geicko I leave ya broken 

I'm taking bout the mic I see the lizard and I show him 

[Chorus] 

[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 in [?] 

Writ in my honour cause bitch 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 ain't get it, did he? 

[Joell Ortiz:] 

[?] 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 ain't 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 

[Crooked I:] 

Rapper, hustler, entrepreneur 

My shit 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 ain't work, call me "I'm off the block" 

I'm a syllable, Hannibal, killer cannibal 

With a mechanical manual 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, quick fricken Joe boys 

New gold Rolls Royce, fall 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 speak fast as Lamborghini's in Ramadan 

[Chorus]