Luyện nghe bài hát Tight

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

And I say what's
'Cause a sista write all day and all night
Dwellin' of the Hudson, New Jerusalem
In seclusion, fake pseudonyms

Mind travels like a on two tabs
doo rags hangin' from my pockets
Me, the rap that goes back to pediatrics
left rappers like you were straight vexin'

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

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

Now, who be rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is
Peace to the ones that bite
Rah Digga in the house and my is tight

A Black Queen, ya believe my black jeans won't say Paco
I swing to the Vill' for some and some beef falafel
Rap very tight got me different
Dirtier than an overseas of KI's

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

See me in the camel Rover
Chop and I stop for Jake
And keep heat by the waist for that playa hate
Now, you the way to blow, better than I tell you

Word to my beeper and my cellular, Polo curls
all the rapper's shit like they go-go girls

Now, who be writin' all night
Rah in tha house and my plans is tight
Peace to the ones that bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is

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

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

Peace to niggaz I rhyme
My Outsidaz correspondents be more than embalmin'
I decompose, any to the bone
Down to X and Y chromosome

So My Name' tagged in bold or Italics
'Cuz I'll be the one salvaged
one imported 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
Peace to the ones don't bite
Rah Digga in the and my plans is tight

Now, who be writin' rhymes all
Rah Digga in tha and my plans is tight
Peace to the ones that bite
Rah in the house and my plans is tight

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