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rah digga - just for you (feat. flipmode squad) lyrics

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(feat. flipmode squad)

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all my n-ggas y’all, flipmode y’all
flipmode y’all, hardcore y’all, raw sh-t y’all
hardcore y’all, flipmode y’all
for my b-tches y’all, all my b-tches y’all
flipmode y’all, flipmode y’all
hardcore y’all, raw sh-t y’all
hardcore y’all, flipmode y’all

(spliff star)
never judge a n-gga like the cover of a book
f-ck around and get shot back of the foot
n-gga 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 n-ggas f-ckin the virgin mary

(busta rhymes)
sh-t we carry, will have you found layin down somewhere damp and muddy
split your tummy, puncture your kidney and make you p-ss bl–dy
so now i leave your body to rott
where b-tches sell they p-ssy for rock
cook they c0ke in steamin water boil in a pot

(baby sham)
do you know n-ggas 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 b-tch 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 f-ck your life up

1- repeats in background

hook:
this for my n-ggas, y’all come get wit us
more raw hardcore sh-t just for you
you, you, you, you, you, you, you
this for my sistas, we know y’all miss us
flipmode got raw sh-t just for you
you, you, you, you, you, you, you

(rampage)
before all the plaques and the source awards
y’all n-ggas wanna d-ck ride so jump aboard
it’s a first cl-ss -ss whippin, rampage, i ain’t trippin
check all the magazine clippins

(spliff star)
yo i pluck pigeons, get brains in expeditions
cause friction, every chick i stick my d-ck 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 sh-tty
new jack city, wicked ways move wit me
holla mine, any violent times crooks bear malice
white collar crime, columbine, weak clear cl-sses

(rocky marciano)
burn a n-gga into ashes, how i mashes -ss like c-ssius
finger jabs, i got it mastered, fantastic
writin half -ss sh-t, splash kids
poke em with the b-ssonet 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 sh-t and more to come

(busta rhymes)
but then we manifest the truth
the n-ggas like predictions from the bible
betrayal for n-ggas is suicidal

(rah digga)
kick swift sh-t n-ggas rock harder than limp bizkit
dirty harriet floodin all through your district

1- repeats in background
hook 2x

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