Texty:
Daz Dillinger J T The Bigga Figga

(feat. Cosmo, Killa Tay) [VERSE 1: JT The Bigga Figga] We play hardball, runnin these streets in different routes Make the paper count, stuffed in the

t Project game travel to city We take over ya mind frame Do some things ya can't did We made men, complete with cash ya can't spend Mind balls, but not

' that's when the 4-5 blindin' Worried and nervous and nervous as fuck I ai't got no license I ain't givin' a fuck If you ain't got no money stay the

for the section Incredible not, that nigga Sean T lace the beats And now we comin with enough game to change the streets And I ain't trippin off the fame

1: JT The Bigga Figga] You talkin big like you feelin the Figg You at the crib where the safe is in You got a jig with a half a wig Can't even stop when

t no nigga tell me nothin' that I'm doin' Certified in the game and I'ma keep on pursuin' I be the best man standin' millionaire plannin' These hoes don't

[Verse 1] If you ain't knowin' who we is by now, check the logo We niggas from the streets so police want a photo Never catch me solo, I roll with the

pulled the trigger Now the whole hood's up for grabs Stab niggas in the back now he's out for Daz Ha, dude say my name don't discuss my business Around

I'm only trustin' the nine And I'm knownin' this money ain't worth my freedom My homie caught a case back in 88 and ever since I ain't seen him I live