Luyện nghe bài hát Tight (Remix)

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

And I say tight
'Cause a sista write all day and all night
South of the Hudson, New Jerusalem
In seclusion, using fake

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

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

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

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 house and my plans is

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

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

See me in the camel Range
Chop and I won't for Jake
And keep heat by the waist for those 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' rhymes all
Rah Digga in tha house and my plans is
Peace to the that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is

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

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

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

So 'See My tagged in bold or Italics
I'll be the only one salvaged
Number one imported Beck's
than 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 that bite
Rah in the house and my plans is tight

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 plans is

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