Search results for rough tough and dangerous by 5 cent

We've found 137 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching rough tough and dangerous by 5 cent:



Lookin' for a ten and they give your five
Well it's tough
You talk to the boss,the boss is gruff
You ask for a raise and they call your bluff
You may get
you get to ride on what?
The "r.t.d.": the "rough, tough and dangerous"
Where, we provide you and your bitch round trip transfer
Straight down
down. 

Words can't express for you the vibes is excellent. 
I will be by your side to conquer all elements. Friends for life with or without a cent
I am be dangerous now
Not me hurt
When stairs fell down
Be pushed by you

Me hit head
Me nose broke
Soon you be dead
Soon you be dead

So
bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk
Aw shit, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks
a hearse, I did worse 
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk 
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk 
Aw shit, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an'
a hearse, I did worse 
I come rough, tough like an elephant tusk 
Ya head rush, fly like Egyptian musk 
Aw shit, Wu-Tang Clan spark the wicks an'
Rappers act tough and I call they little bluffs
And the truth comes out, you niggas ain't doing nothing
They huff and they puff and be acting all
and tough and all that good stuff
Never could I ever give my fans enough

In remembrance of Robert C. Davis which is my homie
Dangerous D-a-m-e, the one
Ambling madly all over the town
The call to arms, you're likened to a whisper
I liken to a radio
You were a brick bag a bowery tough, so rough
mad pies
Low price, I blow dice and throw em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan
My niggas roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods popping
green
I plead the 5th, 6th
And prop 215
Them no legalize ganjah
But cigarettes more dangerous
And we can not let babylon continue
To play games with
refrain
From being rough, from being tough, from being dangerous
I'm hanging with the P.A. Niggas, ain't no gankin us
See you can try, if you try, if you
orders soda
Earth shake, milk shakes, ten cents a piece

They kissy and huggy nice
Oh, by jingo, it's worth the price back in Nagasaki
Where the fellers
em
Forty-five by my scrotum, manifest the "Do or Die" slogan

My niggaz roll in ten M3's
Twenty Gods poppin wheelies on Kawasaki's
Hip-Hop's got
on their lip and we can't have that, smoke look rough, look bad, look mean this media-tough kid only about 13 where the hell is mom, where the hell is pop
some pagoda
She orders soda
Earth-shake milk-shakes, ten cents a piece.
They kissy and huggy nice
Oh, By Jingo! I'ts worth the price.
Back in
Let me tell ya' 

Now Billy's smart and Billy's tough
He's good to have
When the going's rough
He told me

"Don't go out on your own at night
again
This is total five per-cent business!
Say!  Can I get some time?
To rock a rhyme, hope so
Heal the deaf, the dumb, the blind, Yes! Yo
Strictly
motherfuckin' ruckus
Bring da motherfuckin' ruckus

Ghostface, catch the blast of a hype verse
My glock bursts, leave in a hearse, I did worse
I come rough, tough
call the boots, GoreTex

Laugh if you want, but you might get crushed
Walk through the dangerous Hilltop brush
Bullet-proof, steel-toed, down to kick
to proof phrases, rolled dice with no aces
Now I'm just included in the oasis
Gotta take faces, no time  for car races
Check my sky, tell I got five pages
seem so tough
And though we had it rough, we always had enough
I huffed and puffed about my curfew and broke the rules
Ran with the local crew,
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin' like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough
Aiyyo, I remember Marvin Gaye, used to sing ta me
He had me feelin' like black was tha thing to be
And suddenly tha ghetto didn't seem so tough