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Rah Digga
Rah Digga — Straight spittin’, part 2
Rah Digga — Straight spittin’, part 2 (текст песни)
his is what I’m dealin’, bout to make a killin’ off illin off-a hydro Put it on a rapper like they work in El Tambo Here to make a statement, not on your game You’re gon’ catch it like the pavement Cause all that blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay And so from this point on we straight spittin’, yeah what! My shit is tight, if not the damn tightest My stats stay bubblin’ how Pepsi and Sprite is I make a bitch jealous to the point she wanna slice this I fuck a nigga’s head up like the ex-girl turned dyke bitch The nicest, on one like unicyclist With pussy running deeper than stab wounds from ice-picks Now where you bout to take it? Baby I done took it Some more Digga Digga... shit man, look in here Folks are spittin rhymes unruly MC’s for real might catch a hach-tuey Cause all that blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay And so from this point on we straight spittin’, yeah what! I push the range on my Pop’s beauant-regal Hang wit’ cats who known for making drug money legal Dislike you, spit on purpose just to spite you Heard you like to use your voice, ride on motorcycles I spit clean versions for under-aged rugrats I spit for Bricks city, where all my real thugs at I spit shot cause I’m in a bad mood For when my life wasn’t shit but bad weed and fast food I spit spit spit and make executive decisions I spit some shit for all the scrubs and the pigeons And best believe where I’m goin’ you’re a gonner I spit more rhymes than silicone in California I spit spit spit for all them jokers at the pool hall Carrying my daughter on my back just to fool y’all I meditate, say a prayer with my sensi I spit on MTV all the way down to your mixtape Like that, I’m the illest with the mouthpiece Crazy like South Park and hotter than South Beach Cause all that blazhay, blaz-ay-hay-hay