Diggy Doc Songtext
von Redman
Diggy Doc Songtext
Its the Diggy Diggy Doc y′all, pumpin it yes y'all
D.O.C on the system, and we kickin it fresh y′all
Lettin the bass thump on and strong and hard for PPP
Engineerin the cut is E double E
Yo, its the Diggy Diggy Doc y'all...
Yo, yo, yo when i hera a BASS!
This goes out to my niggaz and y'all bitches
The Benzes, Range Rovers, and sixty four switches
The C.I.A., Feds and even dogs sniffin
I plant a bomb right by the bar when it starts kickin
Doc stompin ground, Brick city hound WHAT?
Guerillas out the jungle get gritty now WHAT?
Im walkin barefooted over the loads of hot coal
Cuts from the snot nose keep your barbershop closed
When it goes, Flex dont have to drop the bomb on it
I keep my speech, bleek, and my right mind on it
So when its my time, Im heard in the streets
My mammal animal skin, excitin all the birds in your Jeep
Im crazy nigga, when i was young
I spread and shaved both legs to my babysitter
Ran into BeBe′s kids in a baby pickup
Shot up Toys R us and robbed Kay-Bee nigga
This is Def peotry far beyond my control
Fuck your teflon, be body armed like the toll
Unload from my Girbauds and make it hot for Homie
I puff so much of that green i Bleed guacomole
Its like Shaq and Kobe, i be for four quarters
Callin Veternarians to get the dogs off ya
"Animals Attack-Part four, people starin
Im not the type of fucker that′ll go and meet your parents
Im outside trick or treatin, fuck if my chick is cheatin
Im hungry as fuck, and i hope you niggaz sick of eatin
Its like the fourth letter, tenth letter, third letter
Chickenhawk bird getter, holla if you heard better
I got a chick with no ass a'tall
I fuck her for the love of that money, not basketball
And when my man comes home, and the Def Squad is back
YO, GIMME THAT RAP GAME, WE′LL TAKE CHARGE OF THAT
D.O.C on the system, and we kickin it fresh y′all
Lettin the bass thump on and strong and hard for PPP
Engineerin the cut is E double E
Yo, its the Diggy Diggy Doc y'all...
Yo, yo, yo when i hera a BASS!
This goes out to my niggaz and y'all bitches
The Benzes, Range Rovers, and sixty four switches
The C.I.A., Feds and even dogs sniffin
I plant a bomb right by the bar when it starts kickin
Doc stompin ground, Brick city hound WHAT?
Guerillas out the jungle get gritty now WHAT?
Im walkin barefooted over the loads of hot coal
Cuts from the snot nose keep your barbershop closed
When it goes, Flex dont have to drop the bomb on it
I keep my speech, bleek, and my right mind on it
So when its my time, Im heard in the streets
My mammal animal skin, excitin all the birds in your Jeep
Im crazy nigga, when i was young
I spread and shaved both legs to my babysitter
Ran into BeBe′s kids in a baby pickup
Shot up Toys R us and robbed Kay-Bee nigga
This is Def peotry far beyond my control
Fuck your teflon, be body armed like the toll
Unload from my Girbauds and make it hot for Homie
I puff so much of that green i Bleed guacomole
Its like Shaq and Kobe, i be for four quarters
Callin Veternarians to get the dogs off ya
"Animals Attack-Part four, people starin
Im not the type of fucker that′ll go and meet your parents
Im outside trick or treatin, fuck if my chick is cheatin
Im hungry as fuck, and i hope you niggaz sick of eatin
Its like the fourth letter, tenth letter, third letter
Chickenhawk bird getter, holla if you heard better
I got a chick with no ass a'tall
I fuck her for the love of that money, not basketball
And when my man comes home, and the Def Squad is back
YO, GIMME THAT RAP GAME, WE′LL TAKE CHARGE OF THAT
Writer(s): Reggie Noble, George Jr. Clinton, Erick S. Sermon, Tracy Curry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com