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