No Doubt Lyrics - Das Efx

Kick ass, nigga, come on 

Yeah, yeah, Hit Squad Firing Squad 

Nine, eight, shit 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

It's Diggy Das M.O.P. 

And that nigga Teflon 

Let's get it on what, what 

Let's get it on yeah, yeah 

Another new year I got my crew here, let's get it on 

Miggity make money, money, yo, son, I got the bomb 

See me swervan, through the urban 

Black Suburban, puffing urban, wiggity wild and drinking bourbon 

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See I'm learnin', while I'm earnin' 

Rapidly firin', like that shit that the Ku Klux be burnin' 

Who wanna get stuck up or get fucked the fuck up? 

Blucka, blucka blowe, bitch, nigga your lucks up 

Yo, I'm about to pull the plug out, thug out, but rub out 

Head for my car, get blazed, turn the whole club out 

Shit I set it for real when I bug out 

My trey mark making it possible for paramedics to pull the plug out 

Yo, we just seep underground to be dug out 

We represent the Ruffhouse 

Keep one and a half, even while I'm banned at the thug house 

Now your facing a one of a kind dude 

Undefined dude, top of the line dude 

Aiyyo, we giggity getting bug in here 

All my people up in here, it's rough in here 

Bullets figgity flying every fucking where 

It's unfucking faitiggity tear cats out the frame 

Diggity Das, Billy Danz, Teflon and Lil Fame 

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No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

Diggy Das M.O.P. 

And that nigga Teflon 

Let's get it on what, what 

Let's get it on yeah, yeah 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

Diggy Das M.O.P. 

And that nigga Teflon 

Let's get it on what, what 

Let's get it on yeah, yeah 

Say hello to the bad guy, excuse me as I grab my N U Ts 

No need to ask why, we blow the spot up 

Hit 'em with the uncut raw 

Could be somewhat more advance with the product 

You dealing with sacrifice, real hardcore 

All the love for these thugs that I'm willing to die for 

First family style, its deep, you catch us on these beats 

But we should never be disconnected from these streets 

See my higgity hard times that bring forth these higgity hard rhymes 

Hard crimes, leave 'em hospitalized with scar lines 

Figgity far rhymes, my squad shines, it's turn to eat again 

Motivated by cats who would never see the street again 

See him in the next life 'cause that's where were gon' meet again 

And if it goes down then you gon' bleed again 

Any ground I roam, I stand on it 

Keep a llama with eight shots and my hand on it 

Yeah, so let's expand on it, put my mans on it 

Its the shit that make flies wanna land on it 

The Higgity Hit Squad and Firing Squad 

We billin', ya, killin' ya, figgity feelin' ya till the next millennial 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

Diggy Das M.O.P. 

And that nigga Teflon 

Let's get it on what, what 

Let's get it on yeah, yeah 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

No doubt, no doubt 

Do your thing, do your thing 

Diggy Das M.O.P. 

And that nigga Teflon 

Let's get it on what, what 

Let's get it on yeah, yeah