Luyện nghe bài hát Tight

Yeah, Rah Digga, Flipmode,
tight, down to the coochie
Yeah, it

And I say what's
'Cause a write rhymes all day and all night
Dwellin' South of the Hudson, New
In seclusion, using fake

Mind like a Skitzo on two tabs
With doo rags from my pockets
Me, the rap bitch goes back to pediatrics
Early left rappers like you were straight

So recognize, I make a nigga come alive
Off of five two fives, disguise the
I shoot a virus out of my spirals with mad
For takin' mad niggaz

Wetter a resevoir, lurking in the bushes
blows like Chesamar code-name 'Hasana'
Warmer than a bomber, than the region of Ghana
Get like that Trump bitch, Ivana

Now, who be writin' all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is
Peace to the ones that don't
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is

A Black Queen, ya best believe my black jeans say Paco
I swing to the Vill' for some waffles and beef falafel
Rap very tight got me different
Dirtier than an overseas of KI's

I write these Tight Buttas, creme de la guttas, me Sheik Digga
Plotting loops like the eight figures
I'm hard, represent the feminist God
That gets blunted, watch rhymers runneth,

See me in the camel Rover
Chop and I won't stop for
And keep heat by the for those that playa hate
Now, show you the way to blow, better I tell you

Word to my and my cellular, what? Polo curls
Diggin' all the rapper's like they go-go girls

Now, who be writin' all night
Rah Digga in tha and my plans is tight
to the ones that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is

Who the tightest? I rock laryngitis
Gold's good for Midas, but I the highest
So try me 'cuz I be the bitch
I'll leave you twisted like a thug blonde hair

I blow up the spot like Dennis
Go forward, your chance of me is morbid
I get you open like the comin' of the Pope
When I group shit than a 3 piece suit

Peace to I rhyme wit'
My Outsidaz correspondents be fluid than embalmin'
I decompose, any to the bone
to they X and Y chromosome

So 'See My Name' tagged in bold or
'Cuz I'll be the only one
Number one like Beck's
Tighter three or more heads in a CRX

Now, who be writin' all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is
to the ones that don't bite
Rah Digga in the and my plans is tight

Now, who be rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my is tight
Peace to the that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is

Tight, tight,
And the is tight
Tight, tight,
Tight, tight,
And the plans is
Tight, tight,
One, two, three,