T.I. — Check Dis Dig That

[Chorus: T.I.] Check this, dig that You know I be getting that Money and them big stacks You broke, I can fix that You broke, I can fix that Check this, dig that You know I be getting that Money and them big stacks You broke, I can fix that You broke, I can fix that [Verse 1: T.I.] I'm getting my hustle on, and I'm rolling Forever getting that paper Fresh out of prison, I'm glowing Middle finger to them haters Get your chick before she get stolen One of my partners surely may take her Send her back to you, pussy swollen [?] messed up just like her makeup Got an elephant memory, it's flawless I remember all of y'all who was talking Got a good mind to run in your office Whip your ass in front of your bosses My partner died in my honor I'm responsible for his mama His daughter, too Bet you she can go whatever college she wanna Still wrap rubber bands on my bankroll Broke or something, I can't go Bitches yelling out I'm the shit, I'm like tell me something I ain't know My broker call, say my stocks [?] Up 20 percent, so my profits Increasing even in my absence So my attitude is obnoxious Contract almost expired They get one more album off it [?] make my contract big [?] Got bitches on my sausage And federales watching Just one more year of paper, and I'm back to blowing broccoli [Chorus: T.I.] Check this, dig that You know I be getting that Money and them big stacks You broke, I can fix that You broke, I can fix that Check this, dig that You know I be getting that Money and them big stacks You broke, I can fix that You broke, I can fix that [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] I'm the king of Texas, I put on On the block, tryna put the whole hood on Stay [?] still wrong Street shit, only thing a nigga still on My niggas locked up for same shit like [?] Attitude fucked, that shit been good Tell 'em I got a million, never gotta worry 'bout a thing I represented the best I could I get payed when I rap Shit get flipped then I'm back to the trap Locked up with something that clap If you don't get that, then bitch you get slapped Bitch, I pop up, get this guap up I'll be in the hood same place I got shot up I won't be stopped, prolly why you niggas hate Money gettin' big, [?] look what I got up You ain't seen that [?] drop Can't stay icy, bitch, I stay hot Yeah, I'm the truth, that's what you not It's my time, fuck your clock I got my team strong and my guns loaded City mine, the whole hood voted This murder bidness, they know I showed it Suicide, both doors floating Me and T.I.P., GDOD Got that work, COD There ain't nothing free, you gotta pay a fee That talkin' cool but ain't shit to me Broke, I be damned if I go back This Hustle Gang,and you know that We earn respect so you owe that With a middle finger, I'm like: "Hold that" [Chorus: T.I.] Check this, dig that You know I be getting that Money and them big stacks You broke, I can fix that You broke, I can fix that Check this, dig that You know I be getting that Money and them big stacks You broke, I can fix that You broke, I can fix that