[Ant Banks]
Its been a long time kickin it and everybody knows this
Oaktown still in the house, so I suppose it's
Time for some more sh**
So yo peep the flow b**h and I'll be
The motherf**in host with the most dick
So now you know it ain't a damn thang changed up
Stayin true to the streets since we came up
So blame us for bringing you the game plus
Much ba** now the name is just Dangerous
So here we go, its time for some new sh**
From 94 to 95 we can do this
So n***a just love this with no playa hation
Cause we gets respect all over the nation
Still in this to win this so you can pretend this
Beat is like my dick in yo mouth, until I'm finished
The sh** goes on and on and on
But when you gets no promotions
That a** is gone
In the studio all day puttin in work
Hoes didn't give a f** and man that sh** hurts
Used and abused no pain no gain
Sure them hoes tried to play us, but I'm still in the game
[Short Dawg]
Still in the game, after all these years
Been bumpin so long I can hardly hear
Still got the same flow that I used to have
You can clown if you want, but don't do it too fast
Cause I'ma slow it way down, than shoot your a**
And send you wanna be pimps, back to cla**
Cause Ant Banks been making these beats too long
You trying to get with these funky songs
But the formulas patented, we ain't havin it
Game is all we spit
Keep on mackin b**h
You can't make it hard
Can't tell a motherf**er how to play this part
Call me Short Dawg baby from the Dangerous Crew
Talkin on the mobil Ant Banks came through
Ridin in a brand new Benz
A n***a like that might have a few ends
No sh** b**h, stupid ho
We spent your last 10 years in the studio
We ain't no punks
We can't be played
Still in the game, still gettin paid
You know we got all the hoes
More hoes than Swiss cheese n***a
Ant Banks you wanna ho, you wanna b**h?
Chorus:
Well can I get a b**h (b**h)
n***a can I get a b**h (b**h)
$hort give me a b**h (b**h)
Banks jump yo fat a** in the mix
[Ant Banks]
Yeah the sh** gets hectic, but you gots to expect it
10 years chillin in the game, well respected
But check this, some n***as don't give it up
Never be givin us props, see we don't stop
Cause we don't give a f**
We gets paid, so tell me what a n***a know
We hit him low with the ba**, than we get more
Number one album, so where the f** you at?
Doing stick-ups? Stay off my dick still tryin to rap
Damn, we never ballin out of control
We open doors for the motherf**in O
Now lets roll
Everybody up cause we all got to get it
And when you get your motherf**in chance n***a spit it
So listen to what I'm tellin G, come with the melody
Or keep your sk**s tight so you can have longetivity
Like the Bad Ass, sh** I had to earn that name
Some love it some hate it, but I'm still in the game
Chorus
[Short Dawg]
Young n***a in the fifth grade, stealin cigarettes
At ten years old, he was a real vet
Sellin gold weed, makin money like a star
Wasn't old enough to drive, but I still bought a car
Ten years later, he was sellin coke
f** with the n***a he was k**in folks
Had to do a couple of n***as or he would've caught the crome
Hopped on the plane, straight got gone
Three years on the run, still in the game
Bounce back through the town ain't nothin change
Caught a murder beef, but the sh** was weak
Charges got dropped in less than two weeks
n***a went through alot, but his bank was fat
They yried to catch him up with them wiretaps
But that snitch thean told
Its simple and plain
You can clown all you want, but we still in the game
Somebody say b**h (b**h)
Somebody say b**h (b**h)
Somebody say b**h b**h (b**h b**h)
Now let me hear y'all scream (hooo)
Scream (hooo)
Ant Banks and Short Dawg in the house fool and we mackin