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What they call me


by Rah Digga. Buy album CD: Dirty Harriet


Yeah Rah Digga '99 Flipmode Outsidaz shit tight
down to the coochie yeah check it

[And I] And I say whats tight
cuz a sista write rhymes all day and all night
Rolling south of the Hudson
New Jerusalem in seclusion using fake pseudonyms [I'm true bad]
Mind travels like a skitzo on two tabs
with doo rags hangin from my pockets
[Me] Me tha rap bitch that goes back to pediatrics
Early left rappers like you were straight vexin [So]
So recognize, I make a niggas eyes come alive off of five two fives
Scars the camoflauge
I shoot a virus out of my spirals with mad priors
We're takin mad people titles
Wetter than a resevoir
Lurking in the bushes striking blows like Chesa Marco named Hasana
Warmer than a bomber, hotter than a region of Ghana
Get loot like that Trump bitch, Ivana

[Chorus]
Now, who be writin rhymes all night
Rah Digga in tha house and plans is tight [Tight]
Peace to the ones that don't bite
Rah Digga in the house and my plans is tight

A black QUEEN, ya best believe my black jeans won't say Paco
I swind to the Vill' for some waffles and some beef falafel
Rap very tight liquor got me DIFFERENT
Dirtier than an overseas shipment of keys
I write these TIGHT BUTTAS, creme de la GUTTAS
Call me Shay Digga
Plotting over loops like the eight figures
Baby I'm hard, pepresent the feminist God [What?] that gets blunted
Watch rhymes runnin, over, see me in a camo Range Rover [Shot]
And I won't stop for Jake
And keep heat by the waist for those that playa hate
Show you the way to blow, better than I tell you
Word to my beeper and my cellu-lar [What?]
Polo curls, diggin all the rapper shit like they go-go girls

[Chorus]

WHO THA TIGHTEST? I rock with laryngitis
Gold's good for Midas, but I want the highest
So don't try me cuz I be the bitch [I swear]
I'll leave you twisted like a thug with blonde hair [Yeah]
I blow up the spot like Dennis Scott, go forward
Your chance of defeating me is morbid
Cuz I get you opin like the coming of the Pope when I group shit tighter
than a 3 piece suit [Peace, peace]
Peace to niggas I rhyme wit
My Outsidaz correspondents be more fluid than embalming [We pros]
I decompose,any rapper to tha bone, down to they X and Y chromosome
So SEE MY NAME tagged in bold or italics [Bow, bitch]
Cuz I'll be the only one salvaged
Number one imported like Beck's
Tighter than three or more heads in a CRX

[Hook]

Tight, Tight, Aight?, and the plans is tight, etc.



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Album: Dirty Harriet (2000) Lyrics
cd Buy "Dirty Harriet" CD
  1. Intro
  2. Harriet thugman
  3. Tight
  4. What they call me
  5. Do the ladies run this
  6. Imperial
  7. Curtains
  8. Showdown
  9. The last word
  10. Break fool
  11. Straight Spittin' Part Ii
  12. Straight spittin', part 2
  13. What's up wit that
  14. So cool
  15. Just for you
  16. Fuck y'all niggas
  17. Lessons of today
  18. Clap Your Hands
  19. Untitled (1)
  20. Untitled (2)

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