Danglin

[intro]

Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like

Act like they crazy but they really fake

Fake shit they janky they shady say

He a lady rockin a broad yall

He could probably breed a baby

[a-plus]

Ay, I done seen him lately

I dont know if you spot him

The type of cat that run his mouth and get you shot up

Yall, he aint got no partners

He bust no slugs

Not even a bb gun if its beef he run

[opio]

You got caught now you breathin from a machine

Cuz you sleepin on how evil come back

Its like a scene from the mack

The way you got pimp-slapped

Then ramshackled for your bundle

Late night on a track

And felt the crackle or the thunder

Your life snatched from right up under

Fool you trifle of a slumber

So eternally sleep

You wasnt learnt in the streets

[phesto dee]

You just squirm when they turn up the heat

Turnin your sheets

Youse a geek

All obsessed with your d-boy image

Around real hitters a small joke

Tryin to be down you get, broke

Stickin your spokes

Trappin your coke and still got, choked up

They play strip poker with ya spoke of tough luck

All for what? a fast buck

[chorus]

Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like

Act like they crazy but they really fake

Fake see they janky they shady

Me I cant relate to this imagery

Arrangin and changin (and changin) (and changin)

Rangin from slangin kilos

To gangbangin

But we know your name and your people

You aint tanglin

You aint from the set that you claimin

You danglin

[opio]

Premeditatin murder rate

Wet up off the sherminate

Shots hit your vertebrae

You wishin you could turn the page

And start from the beginnin back at chapter one

You was a virgin eighth grade

No collapsin lung

Livin free as the president now its maximum

Security for you permanent the battle was won

[tajai]

Is so maddenin to see you slip in

The same pattern and some escape

Many make the same dumb mistakes

Tryin the hardest to be

Perceived as hard

Posted on the corners with the cheap cigars

Pants so baggy man you can barely keep em on

Speakin on things you got no business speakin on

But now keep keep it on

And be the first nigga we creep up on

Before you peep it you gone

[phesto dee]

Yeah, some niggas try to act like they crazy

They shady barnum & bailey

Clown fugazis

You was a dweeb in the eighties

Thinkin bulletproof now

But them real niggas are bangin

[a-plus]

Hey, this is what we tryin to tell

Busters, suckers and tail tuckers

All frail hustlers and nail buffers

Leave it to the people that be it

Till you had seen it, but I seen it

Cats aint breathin when they leave you bleedin on the cement

These phoney niggas make believe it

I hope a nine to your mind

Aint what it take to free, hate to see

[chorus] - 2x