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This is a story... But not really a story It’s just some freestyle shit My name is rah digga, and this here is tha outsidaz My niggas, tell em [az-izz] Since I been on television, girls been beggin me to swell the kitten Black or white, when the lights go off, I can’t tell the difference Thought you’d impress me, well you didn’t I got mad freestyles and hella-written The hottest fella spittin [slang ton] Never quitin, spittin more outz than eleven innings Cheddar spendin, slang ton forever shittin You better listen [young zee] Yeah yeah, I tell a chicken zee hurtin skeezers Fuck you wit the strength of like thirty herculeses I want the cash nigga, fuck them scabs Stab once or twice then the pussy up for grabs [? ] I puff the hash in front of your mother’s dad Cut a fag [slang ton] And put your brother ash in a duffle bag [pacewon] Yeah, y’all fall in love wit that, outsidaz comin Leave y’all drunk like olde english 800 Pacewon the fire-breathin rah rah dragon in the dungeon [young zee] American werewolf from the bricks, fuck london Chorus [rah digga] Set it off for my heads in jerz Swear to god, weak rappers done struck my last nerve On wit the swerve, mad bags of herb My outsida click gon’ get the last word [pacewon] Our attitude is like a bad sitcom, nuttin funny Slap you like you stole something from me Yo we got raps by the page like bill gates got money *along w/rah digga* first week out we top twenty, grungy [young zee] Dummy young zee, come get your mouth injured Diss us, watch I ? pop willies? without ninjas [axe] Run your ? wit ya for the brick city niggas Shittin on ya like kitty litter [? ] You could do fifty situps, and I don’t give a fuck if he bigger I throw a right hook that could drop any nigga Y’all rock jewels that’s truck like chevy pickups, twista [pacewon] All I want is money and my dick sucked Chorus [az-izz] Az-izz got bad nerves, rank matters While you serve steak platters i’ma die ballin like hank gathers [axe] Axe get the dough like cake batter Pockets stay fatter The way you rhyme makes me think that you the gay rapper [pacewon] Face slapper like roy jones, I throw a bolo Break your team up like chris shwartz and joe niccolo [slang ton] Rippin a beige volvo, bumpin a slang promo We sign our autographs, spell it out like k-solo Tha outz straight to disk, too hot for tape or phono [rah digga] Takin photos wit the black and gray polo’s Ruinin niggas lives like they k-ci or jojo [? nawshis? ] Outsidaz takin a loss, that’s a no-no Chorus  More Rah Digga Song Lyrics
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