Rah Digga Lyrics

Album: Dirty Harriet

Just For You Lyrics

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 All my niggas y'all, Flipmode y'all

 Flipmode y'all, hardcore y'all, raw shit y'all

 Hardcore y'all, Flipmode y'all 

 For my bitches y'all, all my bitches y'all

 Flipmode y'all, Flipmode y'all 

 Hardcore y'all, raw shit y'all 

 Hardcore y'all, Flipmode y'all 

[Spliff Star]

Never judge a nigga like the cover of a book

Fuck around and get shot back of the foot 

Nigga fall, stumble and look, nervous and shook 

Dragged in the alley and book and beat down to a pulp 

[Rocky Marciano]

Shot up my cops, Dirty Harry 

You stickin me is like niggas fuckin the virgin Mary

[Busta Rhymes]

Shit we carry, will have you found layin down somewhere damp and muddy

Split your tummy, puncture your kidney and make you piss bloody 

So now I leave your body to rott

Where bitches sell they pussy for rock 

Cook they coke in steamin water boil in a pot 

[Baby Sham]

Do you know niggas like us that clutter they watch 

Invest in yo' block, like it or not, involvin your pops 

[Rampage]

You messin wit a rhyme surgeon 

Trade the GS for the Excursion, heads is turning

Flipmode we still mergin 

[Rah Digga]

Now we splurgin in Suburbans 

Dirty Harriet rock the camouflage turbans

Said one for the money and two for mic check 

And spit a million rhymin words in 240 seconds 

[Lord Have Mercy]

Get three to get your bitch neck, and four to even the score 

Graveyard shift it's best that y'all believe in the law 

[Rocky Marciano]

Flipmode like Mary Lou Retton

Suede ballie, shoe steppin do the best that I can can 

Like Pointer Sisters, who could join the wizard?

[Busta Rhymes]

Talkin outta place I pick the knife up and cut the tongue 

Right outta your mouth and fuck your life up 

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This for my niggas, y'all come get wit us 

More raw hardcore shit just for you

YOU, you, YOU, you, YOU, you, YOU

This for my sistas, we know y'all miss us 

Flipmode got raw shit just for you

YOU, you, YOU, you, YOU, you, YOU

[Rampage]

Before all the plaques and the source awards

Y'all niggas wanna dick ride so jump aboard

It's a first class ass whippin, Rampage, I aint trippin 

Check all the magazine clippins 

[Spliff Star]

Yo I pluck pigeons, get brains in Expeditions

Cause friction, every chick I stick my dick in 

I'm not trustworthy like midnight I'm pickin 

Spliff keep it warm like wool caps to mittens 

[Lord Have Mercy]

Watch for me in a new milli, kick up dust with my shoe shitty 

New Jack City, wicked ways move wit me 

Holla mine, any violent times crooks bear malice

White collar crime, Columbine, weak clear classes

[Rocky Marciano]

Burn a nigga into ashes, how I mashes ass like Cassius 

Finger jabs, I got it mastered, fantastic 

Writin half ass shit, splash kids

Poke em with the bassonet in the neck, graphic 

[Baby Sham]

Can't tell I'm from QB the way that I talk

Speakin in tongue, with six blocks callin my dun 

Bogie collapsed lung, big and small gats we brung

Bangin your drums with hot shit and more to come 

[Busta Rhymes]

But then we manifest the truth 

The niggas like predictions from the Bible

Betrayal for niggas is suicidal 

[Rah Digga]

Kick swift shit niggas rock harder than Limp Bizkit

Dirty Harriet floodin all through your district 

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