Luyện nghe bài hát Tight (Remix)

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

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

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

So recognize, I make a nigga eyes alive
Off of five two fives, the camouflage
I shoot a virus out of my spirals with mad
For mad niggaz titles

Wetter than a resevoir, lurking in the
Striking blows like Chesamar 'Hasana'
Warmer a bomber, hotter than the region of Ghana
Get loot like that Trump bitch,

Now, who be writin' rhymes all
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

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

I write these Tight Buttas, creme de la guttas, call me Sheik
Plotting over like the eight figures
Baby I'm hard, the feminist God
That gets blunted, watch 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, show you the way to blow, better than I you

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

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

Who the tightest? I rock laryngitis
Gold's for Midas, but I want the highest
So don't try me I be the bitch
I'll leave you twisted like a thug with blonde

I blow up the spot Dennis 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 wit'
My Outsidaz correspondents be more than embalmin'
I decompose, any rapper to the
Down to they X and Y

So 'See My Name' in bold or Italics
'Cuz I'll be the only one
Number one imported Beck's
than three or more heads in a CRX

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

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

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