It's the Diggy Diggy Doc, y'all, pumpin' it yes, D.O.C. on the system, we kick it fresh the bass thump on and strong and hard for PPP Engineerin' the cut is E E
Yo, it's the Diggy Doc Y'all, yo, yo yo, when I hear a
This out to my niggaz and you all bitches The Benzes, Range Rovers and sixty-four The C.I.A., Feds and even dogs I plant a bomb right by the bar when it kickin'
Doc stompin ground, Brick City hound, out the jungle get gritty now, what? I'm walkin' barefooted over loads of hot Cuts the snot-nose, keep your barbershop closed
it goes, Flex don't have to drop the bomb on it I keep my speech, bleek, and my right on it So when it's time, I'm in the streets My mammal animal skin, excitin' all the in your Jeep
I'm crazy nigga, I was young I spread and shaved both to my babysitter Ran into Bebe's in a baby pickup up Toys R Us and robbed Kay-Bee, nigga
This is def poetry far beyond my Fuck your teflon, be body-armed the toll Unload from my and make it hot for homey I puff so much of that green, I guacamole
It's like Shaq and Kobe, I be for quarters Callin' veterinarians to get the off ya 'Animals Attack-Part Four', people I'm not the type of Focker that'll go and 'Meet your
I'm outside trick or treatin', fuck if my chick is I'm hungry as and I hope you niggaz sick of eatin' It's like the fourth letter, tenth letter, letter Chicken hawk, bird-getter, holla if you heard
I got a with no ass at all I fuck her for the love of money, not basketball And my man comes home, and the Def Squad is back Yo, give me that rap game, we'll take charge of
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