It's the Diggy Doc, y'all, pumpin' it yes, y'all D.O.C. on the system, we kick it fresh Lettin the bass thump on and strong and for PPP the cut is E Double E
Yo, it's the Diggy Doc Y'all, yo, yo yo, when I a bass
This goes out to my and you all bitches The Benzes, Range and sixty-four switches The C.I.A., Feds and even sniffin' I plant a bomb right by the bar it starts kickin'
Doc ground, Brick City hound, what? Guerrillas out the jungle get now, what? I'm walkin' over loads of hot coal Cuts from the snot-nose, keep your barbershop
When it goes, Flex don't 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 birds in your
I'm nigga, when I was young I spread and shaved both legs to my Ran into Kids in a baby pickup Shot up Toys R Us and robbed Kay-Bee,
This is def poetry far my control your teflon, be body-armed like the toll Unload from my girbauds and it hot for homey I so much of that green, I bleed guacamole
like Shaq and Kobe, I be for four quarters Callin' to get the dogs off ya 'Animals Four', people starin' I'm not the of Focker that'll go and 'Meet your Parents'
I'm outside trick or treatin', fuck if my chick is I'm hungry as and I hope you niggaz sick of eatin' like the fourth letter, tenth letter, third letter Chicken hawk, bird-getter, if you heard better
I got a chick 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 rap game, we'll take charge of that
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