No Diggedy Lyrics - Das Efx

Intro/Chorus: 

No diggedy - can I kick a rhyme for your mind? 

No diggedy - do we bring it real e'rytime? 

No diggedy - can I kick a rhyme for your mind? 

No diggedy - Das EFX we rip it e'rytime 

*repeat* 

Verse 1: Dray, Books 

Yo yo 

Well biggity back from the gutter, ya beat the butter flow comin at'cha 

Check the rapture that I miggity manufacture 

Body snatcher, here to throw the pitch again 

Gotta switch again because we back up in this bitch again (No doubt) 

We roll like Michelin, the rapper's know the pedigree 

Flowin steadily, yo Boogie Banger rizzy ready G? 

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I'm miggity made of snakes-n-snails and rock Wally tails 

jiggity joined by the balls in case all else fails 

Higgity hails from the land of gunsling and I tell ya one thing 

diggity Das EFX we run things, hunting 

down hardcore clowns and love singers 

and I got more styles than Brooklyn got drug slingers (word up!) 

Police oppress me, MC's wanna stiggity stress me 

Tickity talkin more trash than a Hefty 

Heaven-to-Betsy when Dray spark the sess, we left 

you faggot MC's marked for death 

Chorus 

Verse 2: Dray, Books 

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I line up rappers then I drop em like they're dominos (No diggedy!) 

And naybody from their poppa to their momma knows (No diggedy!) 

We got the flows to get ya hyper, plug up the mic-uh 

phiggity-phone and then it's on because I'm just the type-uh 

And ain't no diggedy, I flow until infinity, you must be kiddin me 

ain't niggity nuttin gettin rid of me 

Big up to PMD, forever gettin blunted 

Flooded in the triple black Benz 500 

I riggity rap like Saram from here to Pakistan 

Me and my man came to kick styles out the can 

Fridge you with the flow, yo it's the big chill 

Ship all pounds plus stack my grants in a hill 

So you better set the *? backra?* or ya head'll splat 

I smiggity smoked the pot that called the kettle black 

Provoke and get your jiggity jaw broke 

B-K-L-Y-N we no joke! 

Chorus 

Verse 3: Dray, Books 

Well yo the 1 is for them suckers, the 2 is for my shortys 

the 3 is for my knuckers puffin els and crackin 40's 

Diggy Das EFX you know the text we never slackin 

We back and fliggity flex a nigga, check the rappin 

Niggas be actin shady! 

so I got eyes behind my back and I biggity black the 80 

Yo we crazy as they come smokin blunts by the carton 

Beg your pardon but MC's is a pain like? 

Sharpen up your skills, it's on the real to break em down 

My sound is strictly hardcore underground 

Chorus x1 1/2