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Ya Dig (feat. Jim Jones)
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Ya Dig (feat. Jim Jones)은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2009년 10월 20일일에 Next Records, LLC에서 발매되었습니다.The Best of Stack Bundles, Vol. 2
2009년 10월 20일
라벨Next Records, LLC
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Y'all ready know what it is, **** (yes, sir)
Exactly what the fuck y'all are afraid of?
Ryder Squad, Dipset, ByrdGang
Max Bno, what up?
Calpo, where the fuck you at, ****?
Yo, get the fuck from 'round me, I don't care what peasy hangin' (yeah)
I never heard of him, so tell him to keep bangin' (yeah)
My **** is riders, its strength in numbers
Whether six or that five, there's gangstas among us
Got the hood in a frenzy, they see how he
Opened them suicide doors on that CLE
I been doin' this, hoppin' out lookin' all Harlem-ish
Shoe game marvelous, heavy on his charm and wrist
You ain't got the heart to risk your life for your lifestyle
Pay to get acquitted for the charges like Mike trial
I leave a white trail, follow your nose
Gorgeous gangsta around, just follow the hoes
They all juicy sweatin' him, believe I'm flattered
But with a startin' five like mine, your bench don't matter
Tints don't matter, they know who that car belongs to (who?)
I fuck her but you who the broad belongs to
No matter the avenue, Diddy Bop swaggin' through
G'd up flaggin' through, two-tone wagon through
New Yitty, the city of Gods, city of Czars
Rise the squad, gang is the Byrd, movin' them Byrds
Me and some down, murder the third
We rockstars, fast money and cars (ya dig?)
You **** hustle but you not on your job (ya dig?)
Play gangsta but you not that hard (ya dig?)
Fly high with the Byrd and the Rise the Squad (ya dig?)
We rockstars, fast money and cars (ya dig?)
You **** hustle but you not on your job (ya dig?)
Play gangsta but you not that hard (ya dig?)
Fly high with the Byrd and the Rise the Squad (ya dig?)
I got my back to the wind (spinnin' it)
90 grand for the Range, put the racks in the rims (ballin')
They say I'm loco from the jump (uh-huh)
'Cause I ride around town with explosives in my trunk (they fully loaded)
My jeans saggin', pockets swollen with the mumps (gagged up)
Tips on the V, while I'm smokin' on a blunt (a blunt)
My neck wear chilly (chilly), fresh gear illy (fly)
I'm hoppin' out the box, bitch, next year Bentley ('06 shit)
It's six dollars to wreck it, **** (check the unit)
And don't be mad your bitch hollered to check a **** (she couldn't help it)
I heard you big, but money ain't the problem (nope)
I'm hoppin' out of Jimbo's if I'm hungry up in Harlem (yeah)
Yeah, that's how we on it in my hood (yup)
I'm rockin' all my jewels, any corner in the hood (I'm ballin')
We all got aliases, there's warrants in the hood (stop snitchin')
And **** watch your ass, take caution understood
We rockstars, fast money and cars (ya dig?)
You **** hustle but you not on your job (ya dig?)
Play gangsta but you not that hard (ya dig?)
Fly high with the Byrd and the Rise the Squad (ya dig?)
We rockstars, fast money and cars (ya dig?)
You **** hustle but you not on your job (ya dig?)
Play gangsta but you not that hard (ya dig?)
Fly high with the Byrd and the Rise the Squad (ya dig?)
Now that pimp music
Written by: Rayquon Elliott
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