yeah, nine-seven, Das EFX To chin No doubt, PMD Boondox, Hit Squad, PMD Uhh Das EFX, we up on one son the deal? Whattup P? Rough 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 grab a chorus like my nigga DJ is on the cut Hit on live, PMD's like what (what?) I'm too tough, snuffed all in the cut Aiyyo it's diggedy Das whassup higgedy here to it up Nuttin move but the green my be on the shine Shiggedy shine a light, Hit Squad we keep it tight I light an L I ring your bells so go tell 'cause it's the ill Timberland boots, Rolex, a Benz Diggy Das EFX snap necks PMD the raw so you can see a b-boy is what I be See I just can't resist this, cause is Business So mind your business, and shorty keep your distance I did once before, hardcore, forever in it Tryin to win it, thank God for hip-hop, yo spin it
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Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, it's the, mechanic confusion is crusin just start to panic and you don't stop, got the Hit backin me Aiyyo we riggeddy rock set and I bet you never ever me What P? You know happened B I'm on mission and lost my other but I still got my Fisherman hat, it ain't til the fat chickenhead catch Aiyyo yo it's Das EFX The sewer rap so iggedy act like you though And me the Mic Doc (c'mon) the micraphone's my friend, can't even trust It goes Higgedy hit you with the So to whom it may concern, yours truly, no other My style's butter, that's word to mother, underground B-boy brother, no chords, just rugged Low budget, thought you was that nigga but you rough rugged and raw, straight from the floor Fearless like the Four, Zsa Zsa like Babe-Pah, we up the hydro Squad by my side so All my real heads it live represent