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Watch as the hood rat climb swiftly Labels scarred to to let their artist bomb with me 'Cause you can send thuggest MC and watch me son 'em The bitch, don't even rhyme about gunnin'
Got circulating like them old karate flicks Buncha Rah shirts on some big body chicks Throw my in your hoopty or your luxury trucks And make the quickest turn like 'dro for 20 bucks
And I'll still be the greatest if this rap shit me Back to jackin' bootleg flicks out the deli off the interest Sippin' on Tequila with my logo on the Of fuckin' 18
Flipmode the You know you love it you hear us on the radio Go cop the joint and play the shit up in your Or in the up in your Jeeps or in the disco And if you want the fly shit, my here we go
You know it's Digga lookin' in the video Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though Just when you think we done we hit we got plenty mo'
Ay yo yo yo Raze and dazzle niggas like Spread niggas like you and dismantle like y'all I got the thing that'll handle niggas like y'all y'all, bust a semi and cancel niggas like y'all
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You know it's lookin' pretty in the video With up in the cut but you don't hear me though Just when you think we done we hit y'all we got mo'
Aiyo, clap and slap up a nigga for talkin' lotsa wack While I roll with the Harriet Thugman of this rap shit chick with intellect, who wanna match wits? Write my own rhymes so can't no nigga me jack shit
Master shit, Flipmode exclusive across the map and Presenting the lady of the squad so give me dap and shit Sayin' peace when you see me, play the role like Ally And I ain't join ya cipher if the weed's too seedy
Yo, sure you see what we doing now, put on your binoculars Then I gas ya like a paid latino down at Banco Rah Digga underground and gon' always blow the for ya Longest shit since the phantom of the opera
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You know it's Digga lookin' pretty in the With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't me though Just you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'