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PMD - Rugged-n-raw (remix)



Tekst piosenki:

Yeah yeah, nine-seven, Das EFX
   To your chin
   No doubt, PMD
   Boondox, Hit Squad, PMD
   Uhh
   Das EFX, we up on this one son
   What's the deal?
   Whattup P? Rough rugged and raw
   Hit Squad
   No doubt son yo, yeah yeah keep it live
  
   Chorus: repeat 4X
  
   I represent the hardcore (rough rugged and raw)
   The PMD the mic's my only friend
  
   Verse One:
  
   I grab a chorus like my nigga DJ Scratch is on the cut
   Hit Squad on live, PMD's like what (what?)
   I'm too tough, gettin snuffed all in the cut
   Aiyyo it's diggedy Das whassup higgedy here to fuck it up
   Nuttin move but the green my team be on the shine
   Shiggedy shine like a light, Hit Squad we keep it tight
   I light an L I ring your bells so go tell cuz it's the ill figure
   Timberland boots, Rolex, with a Benz
   Diggy Das EFX snap necks with PMD
   Bringin the raw so you can see a b-boy is what I be
   See I just can't resist this, cause Business is Business
   So money mind your business, and shorty keep your distance
   I did this once before, hardcore, forever in it
   Tryin to win it, thank God for hip-hop, yo Scratch spin it
  
   Chorus 1/2
  
   Verse Two:
  
   Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, it's the, slow-flow mechanic
   Mass confusion is crusin just start to panic
   and you don't stop, got the Hit Squad backin me
   Aiyyo we riggeddy rock your set
   and I bet you never ever tackle me
   What happened P?
   You know what happened B I'm on mission and
   lost my other half but I still got my Fisherman
   hat, it ain't over til the fat chickenhead catch
   wreck
   Aiyyo yo it's diggedy Das EFX
   The sewer rap so iggedy act like you know though
   And me the Mic Doc (c'mon) the micraphone's my only
   friend, can't even trust nobody
   It goes liggedy-la-di-da-di
   Higgedy hit you with the shotty
   So to whom it may concern, from yours truly, no other
   My style's butter, that's word to mother, underground gutter
   B-boy brother, no singin chords, just rugged
   Low budget, thought you was that nigga but you wasn't
   Riggedy rough rugged and raw, straight from the floor
   Fearless like the Four, Zsa Zsa like Gabor
   Babe-Pah, we zonin up the hydro Squad by my side so
   All my real heads keep it live represent
  
   Chorus




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