yeah, nine-seven, das efx To your 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 son yo, yeah yeah keep it live
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I the hardcore (rough rugged and raw) The pmd the my only friend
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I a chorus like my nigga 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 diggedy das whassup higgedy to fuck it up Nuttin move but the green my be on the shine Shiggedy shine like a light, hit squad we it tight I light an l I ring your bells so go 'cause it's the ill figure Timberland boots, rolex, a benz das efx snap necks with pmd Bringin the raw so you can see a is what I be See I can't resist this, cause business is business So mind your business, and shorty keep your distance I did once before, hardcore, forever in it Tryin to win it, God for hip-hop, yo scratch spin it
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Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, the, slow-flow mechanic Mass confusion is crusin start to panic And you stop, got the hit squad backin me Aiyyo we riggeddy your set And I bet you never tackle me What p? You what happened b I'm on mission and Lost my other but I still got my fisherman Hat, it over til the fat chickenhead catch Aiyyo yo it's das efx The rap so iggedy act like you know though And me the mic doc (c'mon) the my only Friend, can't even trust It liggedy-la-di-da-di Higgedy hit you the shotty So to whom it may concern, yours truly, no other My butter, that's word to mother, underground gutter brother, no singin chords, just rugged Low budget, thought you was nigga but you wasn't Riggedy rough rugged and raw, straight the floor like the four, zsa zsa like gabor Babe-pah, we zonin up the squad by my side so All my real heads keep it represent