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dfc - digga bigga ditch كلمات الأغنية

eh yo! creep with the t double-e from flint
this crazy mother f-cker that’s always been
f-ckin’ up as i bust shots and lots of clips
and, breakin’ these n-gg-z down fo’ they sh-t
see, i give a f-ck about a b-tch, switch

n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch

which, won’t take too much time
so this stupid mother f-cker can’t drop the dime
i’m, back to the street
(with what n-gg-)
with gangster sh-t and dope beats
t double-e’s fin to get my cash on
so i get my blast on
grab my clip and dash home
so it’s on in the city where i slide
forget about the troubles and get nine to five and get high
chillin’ with the dfc
and i got nineteen n-gg-z behind me
ready to get busy
who is he
i’m making it plain
so you stupid mother f-ckers won’t forget my name
it’s like, murder, murder, and movin’ up on my hits
and always keep a nine up on my side and f-ck that bullsh-t

n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch

peep, i’m representin’ to you, snipin’
my n-gg- tee don’t give no f-ck about a fight
it’s the one, two, three, ghetto life sound
boom, boom, boom, they all fall down

now here’s a little story about a n-gg- on the run
never leaves the pound without packing a gun
paranoid, unemployed, but making bank
strapped, standing up on the corner slangin’ dank

it’s the dfc, in the c-i-t, y
f-l-i-n-t, i
take these n-gg-z on the warpath
poppin’ em, stoppin’ em, drop em in the bloodbath

n-gg-z got to clown
so, every since i got back i’ve been puttin’ it down
and straight f-ckin’ up sh-t
and it don’t quit
now i’m the mother f-cker tellin’ you to get to dig beyyatch!
this is fo the husler’s yo
capone with the light skin, tone with the flow
here we go, check one, two with this
d-ck in yo mouth as we do it like this beyyatch!

straight b-mpin’ in the ’68 chevrolet impala
b-tches wanna follow, swallow
deez mother f-cking nuts!

n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)

n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)

i’m starin’ at the corner in my room at night
i picks up the pen so i make my sh-t tight
and i write, daily to keep my rhymes dope
and big man’s think that can hang when i quote
choke ho’s as i cough those with lots of d-ck
to, let ’em know i’m down fo my sh-t
yo ho, -ss i might blast
but first i want yo cash
then yo b-tch, no switch
what it is, twitch
no i don’t want yo b-tch
cuz b-tches ain’t sh-t
but mother f-cking ho’s and tricks
roll where the streets meet at
where hood meets hood, with bat ‘n strap
ready to peel a cap and rat tat tat tat goes the nine
in the c-i-t-y where i slide
i break a mother f-cker when i gots to
with my glock too
many n-gg-z ball and make it hot
to stop, and grab your c-ck and pop
and do the wok
we cop thirty six and slang dope on our block
and keep a down b-tch in yo corner
and if you disrespect then f-ck n-gg- you’s a gonna

n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch
n-gg- figgaz he’s bigga, dig a bigga ditch (b-tch)

- dfc

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