From the floor, it raw Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo
Verse 1: dray,
I heard one man's loss, is the next man's gain I came to drop the shit like rain and bring the to your brain We leave a stain, ain't prayin (why? ), cos the game's for It's diggity das, no doubt, back to shatter your These pegs be all on my back, cats be actin too I think better just relax, before we dig em a grave You blow the spot, baby face it, can't erase it Or trace it, ya get'cha face lit, books come it, what?
it straight from the lands of the crooks where heat, books to heat Em Keepin em raw from these brooklyn streets, where books em Flippin lines like a polygraph, y'all niggas lolly dat Freakin a from brooklyn, the home of the bodybags And with no fear, bitches with no hair Low gear benz's wit chrome wears, what we all So don't stare, we to interfere with the heads of ? ? ? ? ? What you didn't know, miggity might hurt
It's diggy das, raw Make moves at top It's the niggas from the Drink brew and puff get wit it Sewer stay twisted Many people me this style is terrific It's diggy das, raw Make moves at top It's the niggas from the Drink brew and puff get wit it Sewer stay twisted Aiyo, many people tell me this style is
Verse 2: dray,
Yo Well yo, in glocks we trust, and at the we bust We just be for cash and makin lashes of muss went from az to jay-z, nas back to krayzie To drayzie, I fuck up your knot and I'm swayze
Word, yeah, yo, yo Well yo, figgity fuck a fear, wanna bust like a Gun, beware, son, my keep guns in the air None of y'all can sue me, all my niggas twenty one gun salute me Pick up the and rock the kufi
Well, all I heard was versucci, coochie for the The gucci, but I just raw just like some sushi My crew be ill, time to these mill's And all the drunken mawfuckers best to show they
Yeah, yo, yo Well yo, the shit I talk, it be the shit I Some faggots try to get wild, they bit my but got caught me and my man caught, slippin up at the crimescene Fuckin green, you fuckin wart, this is my team