Big, Bad & Dangerous Smoke DZA (Ft. Action Bronson)

[Intro: Smoke DZA]
Big, bad, dangerous
Bronson, DZA, riiiiiiiiight

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
She's heavy, no Jager, sour in the chamber
Bam Bam Bronson and Big Gram Vader
Big, bad, dangerous
Guyanese nigga with a wild Albanian
Mobbing through the stadium
Them little niggas came and went
Bars on the platter, should be catering
Anybody can get it, no matter what lane you in
We came to win, you came to play; shit, I want the top spot
For that, ack, I'm on your ass like everyday
Disappear like Hoffa at Little Charlie's
Penne alla vodka like a fucking mobster, huh
Wiseguys don't carry wallets, shit I'm liable to
Run up in Rugby and go toss a couple of fazools
Know how I do, made man
Shouts to Thirstin and Meyhem
N-Y Giant, word to Strahan
DZA!

[Interlude: Action Bronson]
Bronsolino
We got this