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I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street
I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street

Digga Digga, first name Rashia
Rock the mic crazy, wouldn't wanna be ya
Had a nice wing since my early teens
Now I'm grown rocking microphones
Sin, sin

Said I learned new ways
Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze
Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise
And he make mistakes, say that's the brakes
(That's the brakes)

True, hit 'em with the
(Wooo)
Fine young woman now, long time coming now
(Coming now)
Thank the fans for they love and affection
Heard me with the Fugees, still ain't making a connection

Fulfill my destiny wasn't nothing y'all could tell me
Ripping down the stage with a baby in my belly
Adding up to math, applying everything I learned
While a dummy kept going on tour and get burned, see

I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street
I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street

I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street
East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.

West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.
Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.
Up top y'all, handle your B.I.

Now make way for a sister little feisty foul mouth
Say what's that all about
('Bout, 'bout)
It's about one, two, three, four, five for the rating

A penny for the hating, y'all know my ways
Staying up in the game of this MC craze
Kind of wonder what if I'd of dropped back in the days, say

Rhymes I toss it, taking no losses
Let management tell you who your new boss is
People stay repping up on the West Coast
Word is bond to my flow, y'all got the best 'dro

Ain't seen nothing like it, ain't bring nothing like it
If my rhymes strike a nerve
Ain't mean nothing by it
Dirty Harriet

And I be stepping to the left
You bust for Diablo, I still bust for UCEF
Try'na see me on the MC tip, now, child please
Vocab for years and freak enough stylees, swing

Rep the thing for my Hip-Hop brothers
Take care of them before I take care of others
Juice Crew, Rakim, Prince, big influence
You saying I'm the dopest, but I already knew this

Say one check two check, everywhere check check
Check for me, we haven't ever even met yet
Gotta thank God I said I gotta thank God
I could look this fly and rock it this hard

I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street
East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.

West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.
Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.
Up top y'all, handle your B.I.

I got what you want, I got what you need
Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street
East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.

West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.
Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.
Up top y'all, handle your B.I.
I got what you want, I got what you need   Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street   I got what you want, I got what you need   Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street      Digga Digga, first name Rashia   Rock the mic crazy, wouldn't wanna be ya   Had a nice wing since my early teens   Now I'm grown rocking microphones   Sin, sin      Said I learned new ways   Gotta thank God for my chance to blaze   Next album gonna see a fat healthy raise   And he make mistakes, say that's the brakes   (That's the brakes)      True, hit 'em with the   (Wooo)   Fine young woman now, long time coming now   (Coming now)   Thank the fans for they love and affection   Heard me with the Fugees, still ain't making a connection      Fulfill my destiny wasn't nothing y'all could tell me   Ripping down the stage with a baby in my belly   Adding up to math, applying everything I learned   While a dummy kept going on tour and get burned, see      I got what you want, I got what you need   Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street   I got what you want, I got what you need   Rep chicks on the strip, rep thugs on the street      I got what you want, I got what you need   Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street   East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.      West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.   Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.   Up top y'all, handle your B.I.      Now make way for a sister little feisty foul mouth   Say what's that all about   ('Bout, 'bout)   It's about one, two, three, four, five for the rating      A penny for the hating, y'all know my ways   Staying up in the game of this MC craze   Kind of wonder what if I'd of dropped back in the days, say      Rhymes I toss it, taking no losses   Let management tell you who your new boss is   People stay repping up on the West Coast   Word is bond to my flow, y'all got the best 'dro      Ain't seen nothing like it, ain't bring nothing like it   If my rhymes strike a nerve   Ain't mean nothing by it   Dirty Harriet      And I be stepping to the left   You bust for Diablo, I still bust for UCEF   Try'na see me on the MC tip, now, child please   Vocab for years and freak enough stylees, swing      Rep the thing for my Hip-Hop brothers   Take care of them before I take care of others   Juice Crew, Rakim, Prince, big influence   You saying I'm the dopest, but I already knew this      Say one check two check, everywhere check check   Check for me, we haven't ever even met yet   Gotta thank God I said I gotta thank God   I could look this fly and rock it this hard      I got what you want, I got what you need   Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street   East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.      West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.   Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.   Up top y'all, handle your B.I.      I got what you want, I got what you need   Rep chicks on the strength, rep thugs on the street   East Coast y'all, handle your B.I.      West Coast y'all, handle your B.I.   Dirty South y'all, handle B.I.   Up top y'all, handle your B.I.