yeah, nine-seven, das efx To chin No doubt, pmd Boondox, hit squad, pmd Uhh Das efx, we up on one son What's the p? rough rugged and raw Hit No doubt son yo, yeah keep it live
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I represent the hardcore (rough and raw) The pmd the my only friend
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I grab a chorus like my dj scratch is on the cut Hit squad on live, like what (what? ) I'm too tough, snuffed all in the cut Aiyyo it's das whassup higgedy here to fuck it up Nuttin move but the green my team be on the Shiggedy shine a light, hit squad we keep it tight I light an l I ring your bells so go 'cause it's the ill figure Timberland boots, rolex, with a Diggy das efx snap with pmd Bringin the raw so you can see a b-boy is I be See I just resist this, cause business is business So money mind business, and shorty keep your distance I did this before, hardcore, forever in it to win it, thank God for hip-hop, yo scratch spin it
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Verse
Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, it's the, mechanic Mass confusion is crusin just to panic And you don't stop, got the hit backin me Aiyyo we rock your set And I bet you ever tackle me happened p? You know what b I'm on mission and Lost my other half but I still got my Hat, it over til the fat chickenhead catch Aiyyo yo it's das efx The sewer rap so iggedy act you know though And me the mic doc (c'mon) the micraphone's my Friend, can't even trust It liggedy-la-di-da-di Higgedy hit you the shotty So to whom it may concern, from truly, no other My butter, that's word to mother, underground gutter B-boy brother, no singin chords, just Low budget, thought you was nigga but you wasn't Riggedy rough rugged and raw, from the floor Fearless the four, zsa zsa like gabor Babe-pah, we zonin up the hydro squad by my so All my real heads keep it live