Chorus:



Hey yo, how many know about crate diggin'?

What does crate diggin' mean to me?

Diggin' for them unordinary soundin' loops

Even if it's not clean to thee



Diggin' in these crates for a phat remix

Diggin' in these crates for a phat remix



[madlib]

Hey yo, diggin' in these crates for a phat remix

Leave you waiting for a skit of this shhhhh

Niggas talking bout they kickin' raw type flavor

But it ends up coming out wick wick wack

Got a phat stack of loops off my grandpappy

For a buck got the phat skit

Take it back home, show my niggas, loop it up

Smoke a blunt cuz they say that be the ish



Chorus:



Hey yo, how many know about crate diggin'?

What does crate diggin' mean to me?

Diggin' for them unordinary soundin' loops

Even if it's not clean to thee



[madlib]

Down in san francisco to new orleans

Lookin' for the dopest loops to sympte

Lookin' at these high ass prices, my nigga

Tells me to back ish don't tempt me

Cuz the last time i got caught up in that game

I bagged so much shit, i put that store to shame



Chorus:



Hey yo, how many know about crate diggin'?

What does crate diggin' mean to me?

Diggin' for them unordinary soundin' loops

Even if it's not clean to thee



[madlib]

I got cd's in my crates, like crack in my pocket

Yeah right, neither of the above

So when you see a nigga straight puttin' his ends for beats

You'll give the real niggas that homey love

Never top 40, just that raw addict vintage

That i kick with the rest of my archives, live

When i'm out shopping like a beat junkie

I always take the herb to the chest


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