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Daz Dillinger J T The Bigga Figga Fillmoe

(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

's why we makin' a statement, fuck everything [Hook x2] In Fillmoe, Fillmoe we don't play Fillmoe it goes down every day In Fillmoe, where every man stacks pay Fillmoe

[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

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

t see me America's nightmare white flags and treaty Cause' dust this we can't trust us they busk us, Pimps and hustla's trapped in they clutchus [Chorus x2] [Verse 3: JT Da Bigga

my niggaz (all my niggaz) Get wit it (get wit it) Daz and.. (Daz and..) the Bigga Figga.. (Bigga Figga..) [Daz Dillinger] I was blowed.. just finished