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    Kick ass nigga, come on
    Yeah, yeah hit squad, firing squad
    Nine eight shit

    Chorus: das efx

    No doubt, no doubt
    Do your thing, do your thing
    No doubt, no doubt
    Do your thing, do your thing
    Yo, it's diggy das, m.o.p., and that nigga teflon
    Lets get it on what what
    Lets get it on yeah yeah

    Another new year, I got my crew here, lets get it on
    Miggity make money money! yo, son I got the bomb
    See me swervan, through the urban
    Black suburban, puffing urban
    Wiggity wild and drinking bourbon

    [lil fame]
    See I'm learnin, while I'm earnin
    Rapidly firin, like that shit that the ku klux be burnin
    Who wanna get stuck up
    Or get fucked the fuck up?
    Blucka, blucka blowe!
    Bitch nigga your lucks up

    Yo, I'm about to pull the plug out
    Thug out, but rub out
    Head for my car, get blazed, turn the whole club out
    Shit I set it for real when I bug out
    My trey mark making it possible for paramedics to pull the plug out

    [billy danze]
    Yo, we just seep underground to be dug out
    We represent the ruffhouse
    Keep one and a half, even while I'm banned
    At the thug house (tha'ts right)
    Now your facing a one of a kind dude
    Undefined dude, top of the line dude

    Aiyyo, we giggity getting bug in here
    All my people up in here
    Its rough in here
    Bullets figgity flying every fucking where
    Its un fucking faitiggity tear cats out the frame
    Diggity das, billy danz, teflon, and lil fame

    Chorus - 2x

    Say hello to the bad guy
    Hmmhm, excuse me as i
    Grab my n-u-ts no need to ask why
    We blow the spot up
    Hit em with the uncut raw
    Could be somewhat more
    Advance with the product

    [billy danze]
    You dealing with sacrifice, real hardcore
    All the love for these thugs that I'm willing to die for
    First family style! it's deep
    You catch us on these beats
    But we should never be disconnected from these streets

    See my higgity hard times
    That bring forth these higgity hard rhymes
    Hard crimes, leave em hospitalized with scar lines
    Figgity far rhymes, my squad shines, it's turn to eat again
    Motivated by cats who would never see the street again

    [lil fame]
    See him in the next life cause that's where were gon meet again
    And if it goes down then, you gon bleed again
    Any ground I roam I stand on it
    Keep a llama with eight shots and my hand on it

    Yeah, so lets expand on it ( what )
    Put my mans on it ( what )
    Its the shit that make flies wanna land on it ( what )
    The higgity hit squad and firing squad
    We billin ya, killin ya, figgity feelin ya til the next millennia

    Chorus - 2x

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