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You know it's Digga lookin' in the video Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me though Just you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'
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as the hood rat messiah climb swiftly Labels scarred to death to let their bomb with me 'Cause you can your thuggest MC and watch me son 'em The ruggedest bitch, don't even about gunnin'
Got joints circulating them old karate flicks Buncha Rah Digga on some big body chicks Throw my shit in your hoopty or your luxury And the quickest turn around like 'dro for 20 bucks
And I'll still be the greatest if rap shit fail me Back to jackin' bootleg from out the deli Livin' off the Sippin' on Tequila with my on the side Of fuckin' 18
Flipmode the You know you love it when you hear us on the Go cop the joint and play the shit up in stereo Or in the up in your Jeeps or in the disco And if you the fly shit, my nigga here we go
You know it's Digga pretty in the video With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me Just you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty mo'
Ay yo yo yo Raze and dazzle niggas y'all Spread like you and dismantle niggas like y'all I got the thing that'll majorly handle niggas y'all Fight y'all, bust a and cancel niggas like y'all
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the Imperial You know you love it you hear us on the radio Go cop the joint and play the up in your stereo Or in the streets up in your or in the disco And if you the fly shit, my nigga here we go
You it's Digga lookin' pretty in the video With Bus-a-Bus up in the cut but you don't hear me when you think we done we hit y'all we got plenty 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 tell me jack
Master shit, Flipmode exclusive across the map and Presenting the first lady of the so give me dap and shit Sayin' peace you see me, play the role like Ally Sheedy And I ain't gon' ya cipher if the weed's too seedy
Yo, make sure you see we doing now, put on your binoculars Then I gas ya like a paid latino down at Popular Rah Digga underground and always blow the spot for ya Longest shit since the phantom of the opera
Bus-a-Bus, going down as one of the greatest spoken Holding a 12-shot with a little red dot for ya First and only female by anyone Rip it from old school to the millenium
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 we hit y'all we got plenty mo'