Rah Digga - What They Call Me lyrics

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Rah Digga - What They Call Me lyrics

"one two" "rah digga" "one two" "rah digga" "one two" "rah digga" "one two" "rah digga" [rah digga] For starters, peace to all the martyrs, and all the pioneers Cheers! Here's to a new breed of broad, yeah we like it raw! Comin to the floor, i be next to rep like al gore (look) look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane Nope, honey from the bricks, ya'll familiar wit the name I be worse than any alien, predator or relic Witch from the east n***a, tell em how to spell it [chorus] 4x The r-the a-the h-the d-the i-the g-the g-the a (come again!) [rah digga] I'm primetime, you a local on cable I battle you on yo' sh** and then waste your label Hit you wit heat sweeter than vanilla candy Flip it type wicked like cinderella family (for what) for tryin to step to a rah situation Less rhymin years, less formal education Gettin less spins than a bbs Less hype in the streets and you writin even less (now you ain't fresh) mc's goin crazy (nah, you ain't a fresh) ya'll could never out-blaze me Less knowhow, more hoe now Stay up out of grown folks biz 'fore i show you what broke is Yappin all day bout who crew the best Take a few deep breaths, puff the buddha cess Continue to bless any track that come this way Nine n***a nine n***a, i'm that itchbe Chorus 4x "n***as" "do you think" [rah digga] "flipmode" [busta rhymes] "digga on the track" [rah] "words worth a million" [jay-z] "represent" [biggie] "yo" [prodigy] "strike-strike hard" [canibus] [rah digga] Peace to my peeps, from jerz to manhattan b**hes on the threeway chit-chattin in pig latin Heads is vexed now, all the 'dro gone Waitin and debatin for some n***as to roll on (come on) the kind of heads take the ghetto approach Hard foul the opposition or strangle the coach I be stashin marijuanna in my dolce & gabana Dead em like gamma, if they don't have no manners Call the dopest mc my little junior Playin the game and be a coach like tuna Mad, what i say go, b-girl original Boy wonder, chocolate latte (hooo!) What the chicks say, hoes might oppose But most chicks happy i can rock without takin off my clothes And all the n***as say "damn, this b**h is tight Ain't heard a broad rip like that since mc lyte" (come on) Chorus 8x