Hah Rah Digga Spliff Star Flipmode In ya face, nigga You wanna battle, nigga Yo, yo, yo It's my time to shine and I'm a shine bright Sodomize the mic, get the crowd hype, make 'em want to fight You see the rhymes I construct, the flows I conduct It fucked up the party like somebody got bucked Nigga word, I lays it down flat like a door mat Get head in every state wherever I toured at Spliff, ah Spliff Duh-ty nigga what the undisputed Counting traps, taking trip out the cacilac Smokin' quan-quan, doggie style chicks in the Montreaon Cracking many bar, fuck it, nigga grab an Aver on Me Spliff, be the fucking tailor of my fashion Fuck what niggas think, watch a nigga turn platinum Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Ya niggas wanna battle? Eh, what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Ya niggas wanna battle? Just what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya niggas wanna battle? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Eh, what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha Digga, Digga, first name Rahshea Sweetest person had no idea Just like that honey flipped three times With nickles and dime staking rhymes by the eon Situation around the way with my women Looking spiffy wit' the vendi type linen Totin' herbals, we got papers like staples Marla Marples, didn't think I could take you Confrontation, now niggas wanna run up Trying to flex muscle on a bitch tring to come up Rhymes hotter than concrete statues in Egypt Roll they ass out like they paraplegic Boy, I got shit for the brain You faker than them new heads calling me by my nickname I shatter an ego quick, I be that chick The wrong niggas gonna be 'round to see that shit Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Ya niggas wanna battle? Eh, what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Ya niggas wanna battle? Eh, what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya niggas wanna battle? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Eh, what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha Get the royal blue nab and swing my way On some real party shit if you hold your way I can hold mine, you wanna battle blow some lines? Rocks gleam on the top of my wrist, you want this? Be the same dude that hop on the pubic splits You can't hold this, you jealous 'cuz ya shorty want this Dig her back out in front of my crib Her man staked out, on the rare the cloud sh', shut your mouth What you chap 'bout, the same shit been on for Chris The style got you twist up, walk wit' face ice grilled up Some cat pulled up in a black surburb Let me move first so I can park my shit on the curb Ya moves slow, get bashed in from Q.B. to Aspen I'm short for reason, you spoke and should have passed that Don't ask my age 'cuz the world made me like that Blast a hole in ya face soon as my nine cock back Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Ya niggas wanna battle? Eh, what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Ya niggas wanna battle? Let's, what ya'll wanna do? Na cha cha cha cha cha Ya'll niggas wanna get down? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Ya niggas wanna battle? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Eh, what ya'll wanna do? Let's cha cha cha cha cha Cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha cha Yeah, Rah Digga, Spliff Star, Baby Sham Flip mode Squad nigga, fuck is the deal '98 shit, '99 shit, 2000 shit, 2001 shit, 2002 shit Eternal shit motherfucker Stay tuned © NOTTING DALE SONGS INC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com