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letra de dig on that - ground floor

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[chorus: samples]
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”

[verse 1: t.o the funk flow ]
okay, batters up, n-ggas talkin’ my stuff
but k!ll the rough-tough bluff or get crushed, you little b-ttercup
i got sk!lls that go beyond mics
your girl call me mr all night, ayo, i know i’m raw, right (raw)
it’s ’94, n-ggas wanna verbalise
i’m stayin’ calm, i’m not alone, so watch this n-gga rise
this is my state, so you can’t really say it’s yours
when n-ggas flex, i break their necks and do ’em like chores (“check it”)
i see a mic and i’m a hungry man like swanson
when i rap it’s like magic, ’cause n-ggas be on my johnson
but if you’re cool, then we cool, light up the phill
let’s get ill, peace goes out to one or two
mcs around the state, ’cause n-ggas be thinkin’ they great
but wait, they get ape like the number one combo plate
i’m handin’ out soul food, you need a dish?
for you to think that you could whip me, yo, that’s f-cked up (f-cked up)
i work the mic the same way that i be workin’ ass
i hit the sh-t and then i split, but first, collect my cash
i’m puttin’ n-ggas on they back with a rap [?]
so dig on that
[chorus: samples]
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”

[verse 2: j.d.]
now here’s a little somethin’ for you to test
breathtakin’, you lost your breath, when i’m kickin’ it with lord finesse
motherf-cker, i’m rougher, if you wanna test me
i flex up and break a n-gga down quicker than nestlé
plus, i’m takin’ off n-ggas in the worst way
mcs goin’ out like it’s for recess in the first grade
never [?] on my head, comin’ off like a guillotine
steady gettin’ green, your hooks like nicotine
ain’t gettin’ served like tennis when it’s
a black man, it’s pullin’ more sh-t than a dentist
i drop a sentence, that holds more meanin’ than assembly
and rob a n-ggas [?] like my last name was [?] ([?])
plus, i’m playin’ with you suckers like a [?] toy
you claim you gangster but you a prankster like a jokey boy
and best to move onto an easier profession
learn your lesson, or i’ma grab my smith and wesson (wesson)
so [?] and back the f-ck up off me
you couldn’t be hyper if you drank ten cups of coffee
’cause when it comes to the trigger, n-gga, i’m faster
i blast ya, little mac’s ghost like my name was casper
[chorus: samples]
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”

[verse 3: manhunt]
ayo, check it, like microphone check, one-two and
mic test and bless, now it’s time to wreck your crew when
two pulls, i’m fast, i’m blastin’ n-ggas ass in deuces
bruised kids, leavin’ punk f-gs cut up [?]
it’s on the man, so, yo, you know the game plan
buddha blessed off some chocolate that i caught from thailand (thailand)
i throw the choke like a boa constrictor
stomp a boot on the ground and hit seven on the richter
boom, bang, [?] takin’ two to the chest
when i rhyme on fat tracks and flow with finesse
grim reap, i roll with the darkest of the bunch
smoke philly blunts, play games on the stunts
quick to bring the noise, so, yo, you better save it
the ground floor sound that could concave the pavement
sucker, don’t fret, you get wet when i squirt
gotta [?] and bust a nose like [?]
you get hurt, pack fat stacks of philly blunts
this is for the silly stunts who try to front on the manhunt
you get got with the gat
now dig on that
[chorus: sample, lord finesse]
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up” (check it)

[verse 4: lord finesse]
it’s the funky man lord finesse and i rhyme with effort
usin’ all types of methods when it’s time to set it
check it, let’s keep it at a steady pace
you’re messin’ with a heavyweight, that catch wreck, like in every state
straight up and down, no propaganda
i’m gifted like santa and back on the scene like evander
with the style you see, i can make the skins smile at me
f-ck crossin’ over, i keep it real like reality (like reality)
it’s a fact you need a crew to stomp me
wanna step to me sonny? f-ck that, don’t even do it, money (do it, money)
after a battle only one can stand
beatin’ me it’s impossible, now which part you don’t understand? (understand)
you might rip it, but i flip it flyer
i getcha liver, i’m x-rated like richard pryor
and me slackin’, [?] that’s like elvis comin’ back
that sh-t just ain’t happenin’
it’s a fact that i play to win, no matter what stage i’m on
and any motherf-ckin’ state i’m in
i clean house like top job
and pull b-tches quicker that any multi-platinum rockstar
peace to ground floor and my man bugz, i’m audi 5 thou, y’all
i catch ya later, one love

[chorus: samples]
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”
“check it” “what up, y’all” “word up kid, word up”

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