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Chorus: 

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 

Verse 1: 

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 


Chorus: 

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. 


Verse 2: 

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 


Chorus: 

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.

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