Ant Banks - Clownin' Wit Da Crew lyrics

(feat. The Dangerous Crew) It goes one for the b**hes, two for the town Three for the busters, so get up everybody cause be bout to clown (Ant Banks) Yeah, here it is, playa, slump for your trunk Turn it up and let it bump, straight gangsta funk For your a**, coming, straight outta Oakland The city where you get your wig split wide open Known to most, from coast to coast As the city of macks and Short Dog's the host So everybody make way for the dangerous crew And what we came to do is spit game at you (Rappin' Ron) The Rappin' Ron from the motherf**ing Dangerous Crew n***a duck when I buck cause I'm aiming at you Cause you know I point my gat at, whoever that I'm mad at I'm coming from the town so you know I ain't gonna have that n***a talking crazy motherf**er I think you'd better duck and watch a young brother buck a n***a in his a** bone cause you can't last long When I got my mask on I gotta get my blast on I'm just a gangsta, n***a, you know that I be coming tight I f**s it up every time that I grabs a mic My name is Rappin' Ron, I'm one that you can trap and con Cause now I'm finna hit the four and get me a fat sack of bomb (Pee Wee) Like that, crack another sack and let me back up off this yak And show these playa-hating n***as how to act Tricks sit back cause I ain't with you b**hes tugging on my testicles You ain't no b**h, you must be f**ing h*mos**ual Hanging on some blueballs, you're on my dick when you call I told y'all n***a screwballs, you're going like a Ru Pauls And I ain't got time to listen to rhymes I'm trying to find, a top of the line b**hes Behind me and you can't grind So when you're trying to find the number to the motel Go tell your b**h the crew's due for some mo' tail And bring your sisters and cousins there, too I got a stump for your hunt when she f**ed with the Crew, n***a (Ant Diddley Dog) Ant Diddley motherf**ing Dog straight coming like a sick man Got all these punk b**hes sprung on my dick span Got 'em moving they head cause it's on hit Now they want long dick, but too late, I'm gone b**h Hanging with the famous Dangerous Crew, smoking dank Drinking a gang of brew, look how I came a new A motherf**ing mack, the real McCoy You still a boy, listen up n***a, k** the noise Don't act like you don't know I'm from the O I've been wrecking so when you're steppingbe expecting a chin-checking A bada** influence, ain't never been a punk Put this in, let it bump, get a fifth and get drunk (Father Dom) I mack all kind of b**hes, to hell with the snitches If a n***a trip, I'm a give his a** stitches Punk pussies pitching fits, cause Dom will never quit You need to go on with that ho sh**, because you no-b**h n***a from the North side of Oakland ain't no joke I used to slang coke, now I'm paid from what I wrote Doing thangs with the Dangerous Crew And I thought you knew when I rip I'll have your b**h saying "Ooh Damn, Father Dom's the man!" She let me hit that sh** from the back, slam bam thank you ma'am So Ant Diddley pa** the dank so your partner can drank and smoke I'm saying peace out to all of my Dangerous folks (Too $hort) Tore that a** b**h when I came to town '79 dropped Caddy slamming James Brown Hoes sprung cause I bought a new car again Take the James Brown out and ride Parliament I got the L to the double O T b**h And if you ain't seen me, you ain't seen sh** I gotta send a shout out, to all you n***as wearing pink Cause you look like a motherf**ing b**hing thing (Aw that was fly, dude) I need to check your a** Cause you a broke-a** n***a, ain't got no cash And if you're not, I'll tell you what I came to do Spit the game at you, and make some changes, fool I run the Dangerous Crew, where every n***a can flow We make the funky-a** beats and every n***a pimp hoes Cause we from Oakland, ask us what we smoking Nothing but the dank and I guarantee that it's potent sh**, b**h