Baby D

Eh yo Baby D, get yo lil' ass over here on the mic man
 An show these other lil' n–, they can't f– with the dangerous crew man
 Spit that sh–, fo' $hort dog
 This is out for dogs, with the fake attack
 I put it out two times, now I'm bringin' it back
 With a whole lot of me, the Baby D
 You slippin' westsider, but it don't mean sh– to me
 I'm the youngest in the crew from the Oak-town
 And when I come through I lay you n– down
 So what up? Get yo gloves an stuff
 It's the dangerous crew, ain't no love for punks
 An if you don't know what to do, when I come through
 Let this young mack show you
 Grab the mic, an tighten up yo lyrics
 If it ain't real, I ain't really tryin to hear it
 See another MC's gettin' mad as hell
 Ain't nothin' mo funky than to be himself
 I gotta make a knot while I shake the spot
 'Cause I can't be stopped
 Lil mother– spittin' that sh– y'all
 That's how we do it in East Oakland, you know what I'm sayin'
 Dangerous Crew representin', Next Generation step up baby
 Baby D takin over like Doja
 Open ya up wit that North West Explosion
 Then I'm coastin' (what ya doin' n–?)
 Runnin' from the scene with the ghost like moses
 I gotta let 'em know
 If they mess with the dangerous they always know
 So get on, before you get spit on
 I'm rollin' in knee-high, no lie
 Finna get my grip on
 From mornin' to night, I keep it tight
 Alright
 Dangerous crew for life
 Yeah, that's just a lil sample y'all, Baby D comin' through, 1996
 Dangerous crew, my n– ain't but 10 years old y'all, so, umm
 Before you start dissin', you better try and listen
 And realize that he got somethin' for the future that you lil' ol' n– can't f– with
 So Baby D, I'm a tell 'em
 Like this, since I know yo mama might get mad if you tell 'em