Lyrics:
Mothafucka Dig Dis (Dig Dis)
Imma Pimp nigga from da windy city Chi
No lie, straight rollin a 5
Steady handlin my business
Now all you need is a thug
can't run, in and out game
Hit you from the back, probably get you with the mouth game
Ain't nobody business, this is our thing (jam)
Spit all
and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They
kitty
Fast
I get an o for like fiddy
Gas
No I don't smoke with no biddy
Pass
Spider gang titty committe
Ass
Helter skelter
Kill all
Cause when you out there on the
Streets, you gotta get it, get it
Yeah from Compton to the Brooklyn zoo
I'm classic like Detox and Blueprint two
I went
when I dream I'm not lonely
Who's Your Daddy?
Chain up the beast
They gave me a job so he could never get out and so the beast sits there
Dreaming
CashMoneyAP
I like that song
You talkin' 'bout, um
'Hello From the Other Side' right
No, you don't understand me
I just don't want you to leave
to list em, there's no need to diss em
They be beheavin, destroy your whole breathing system
Twist them like big caps, who wants to hear that
Rap, murder
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
me pop my shit
Drama still added on, stayin' positive
All my niggas on my side, on the opposite
Get money from a show, then deposit it (Ugh)
Your
Elliott Ness (no doubt)
Nigga, Bloodline, D-Block, two of the best
Hang the Double R chain from the side of the car
Drive by and put your brains
the pace
Fix your face don't hate
There's money to be made
So Imma chase it like a relay race
Don't be phased my life amazed
Don't get put in your place
up
There's only one legend alive
The rest you gotta dig up
You acting like it's hard roast ya
I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on your
Look, come from the hood, since a child, tryna get it
Standin' on top and we beef 'bout our business
We run and we duck and them niggas start hittin'
know that you're about to get murdered
When I cap, it'll punish, then put you in a box like a juror (haha)
If there's a rapper I haven't ate (where?)
don't be no dummy, keep a snow bunny, get high on your money
Ambiguity, you lack it but I got the prophecy, no feeling of poverty, I'm a leader
feel sometimes like
There is no good ideas and no
Real ideas and nothing sincere
Left and everything's been so homogenized
And it's all Big Business
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
Let a nigga move around like a snake Watch I slime him out, you ain't got motion
or No bitches can't step a foot inside this house
I got real niggas
up
There's only one legend alive
The rest you gotta dig up
You acting like it's hard roast ya
I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on your
Don't text while you drive
Based freestyle
You know I gotta show love to the new artists, man
Get on they songs, you feel me, show love, man
Don't
shit to get your mouth waterin'
On some, "Oh shit" (okay)
Then, then it's, then it's the Method Man
It's like mad different methods to the way I do
hoes that can't just tell a hoe no
Uh yeah
He actin tough now why he posting guns and he ain't never got a gun round
None of my business, but he ran from
As the queen is
Fat she is devoured by rats there is one way to skin a cat or poison a
Rat it is hetero four
Hear to three forthirightly stated.
Relent
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