Luyện nghe bài hát Tight (Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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 house and my plans is

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

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

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

to my beeper and my cellular, what? Polo curls
Diggin' all the shit like they go-go girls

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

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

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

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

So 'See My Name' tagged in or Italics
'Cuz be the only one salvaged
Number one imported Beck's
Tighter than three or heads in a CRX

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

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

Tight, tight,
And the plans is
Tight, tight,
Tight, tight,
And the plans is
Tight, tight,
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