T.I. — Check This Dig That

[Intro: T.I.] Yeah, hey Yeah, hey Hey I say now check this, dig that Dig that Dig that Hey [Chorus: T.I.] Check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, hey I say now check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, come and see me, I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, gettin' money, nigga [Verse 1: T.I.] I'm gettin' my hustle on and I'm rollin', got whatever gettin' that paper Fresh out of prison, I'm glowin', middle finger raised to them haters Get your chick before she gets stolen, one of my partner surely may take her Send her back to you, pussy swollen, so it's messed up just like her make up Got an elephant memory, it's flawless, I remember all of y'all who was talkin' Got a good mind to run in your office, whoop 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 rubberbands in my bank roll, broke is somethin' I can't go Bitches yellin' out I'm the shit, I'm like tell me somethin' I ain't know My broker called said my stocks is up 20% so my profits increasin' even in my absence so my attitude is obnoxious Contract almost expired, they get one more album off it Better go tell Edgar Bronfman make my contract big as Bosh's Got bitches on my side shit, and feds already watchin' Just one more year of paper and I'm back to blowin' broccoli, ayy [Chorus: T.I.] Check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, hey I say now check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, come and see me, I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, gettin' money, nigga [Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth] I'm the king of Texas, I put on On the block tryna' put the whole hood on Stay stiff when them other niggas stood wrong Street shit only thing a nigga stood on My niggas on Death Row, same shit like Suge Attitude fucked, then shit been good Tell 'em I got a million, ain't never gotta worry 'bout a thing I represent it the best I could Yeah, I get paid when I rap Shit get flipped then I'm back to the trap Trunk locked up with somethin' that clap If you don't get that, then bitch'll get slapped Bitch, I pop her Get this whopper Find me in the hood, same place I got shot up I won't be stopped, probably why you niggas hate Money gettin' big like look what I got up You ain't seen that Maybach fella with that drop? Chain stay icy, bitch, I stay hot Yeah, I'm Truth, that's what you not It's my time, fuck your plot I got my team strong and my guns loaded City mine, the whole hood voted This murda bidness, they know I showed it Suicide, both doors floated Me and Tip, G-D-O-D Got that work, C-O-D You've been livin' free, you got a P-F-E That talkin' cool but ain't shit to me Broke, I'll be damned if I go back This Hustle Gang and you know that We earned respect so you owe that With the middle finger like hold that [Chorus: T.I.] Check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, hey I say now check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, come and see me, I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, gettin' money, nigga [Verse 3: T.I.] So many lanes with so much to say But that's another topic for another day They know face to face I clown nigga Why you ain't talk shit now nigga? Don't try to dap me up, you ain't down wit' us Am I angry? Bitch, don't I sound bitter? 'Cause I'm so sincere It's so severe that you know through all that I persevere I die tomorrow, my hopes up there will be on some other level, my ghost'll fear I got no compassion, no understandin' like y'all bitch asses, so underhanded My rationale is all reprimanded, just smash the gas, take full advantage My patience short and my temper bad So you'll find me everywhere you ain't at The best you got, you better bring that You wanna take me out? You can't fake me out When they let me out, you wanna help me out Nigga did these moves, come check me out Me and Doug in the drop-top Bent' we are headed to the bank with a check we got One thing, ain't no question 'bout it If not more, I'm just as hot Okay, scratch that, I'm spazzin' out Big bank rolls I'm passin' out I hug your hoe, she passin' out Before she hit the ground, I'm mashin' out I'm bossin' up and I'm stayin' down Got racks on racks just layin' round Big bank, nigga, ain't no playin' 'round You wasn't checkin' me then, I bet ya did now [Chorus: T.I.] Hey, check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, hey I say now check this, dig that You know I be gettin' that money in them big stacks You broke I can fix that, yeah Hey, come and see me, I can fix that, yeah Hey, hey, gettin' money, nigga