da wiggy
Heltah Skeltah Lyrics


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(feat. Da Rockness Monstas)

[Ruck]
A nigga run shit like trackmeets, when black meets
In the back streets, my gat greets
Niggaz that don't recognize my rap sheet
The facts be, the Ruck rains like the weather
Cuz Rock makes cops throw glocks down like Heather
B., niggaz better be ahead of me
Trynna flow steadily, ain't even on my pedigree
That's my word to Jazz, niggaz is herbs
Cuz half of the time, half of they rhymes are absurd
I serve, justice, must this, be the answer
For my gun to click, terminal like cancer
And the answer, Ruck and Rock for a thou'
Now how the fuck did you come up with that style?
Sing songs with six-packs, that's when I smoke seven
Sacks of cess, make Ruck bust caps at the reverend
So chill chicken, before I choose to castize you
Battered and baptized, bitches and bums
With blood from black eyes, when I slap guys

[Rock]
Send that guy to Rockness Monsta
Stomp ya, split him in half, divide and conquer
I want ya

[Ruck]
To test the irrational inflictor
Rock pounds the ground, while Ruck shakes the Richter

[Rock]
It's the Rock slide, I'm crushin' ya block by suprise
It be the Bummy Jab, and the fortune Fab 5
Bitch, ah, remarkable, like the Little Rascals
If I'm being polite, I'm schemin' like Eddie Haskall
Don't let me gat you, in half to, bring the wrath, too
Don't ask fool, sure, I'll sell you a new ass crack blew
And if you think a nigga's cocky, I dare any ten of you
To come and try and stop me, rock me
A champion soldier, "Folger", like coffee
Tell a wife ya mouth was in yo bitch, back up off me
Move on please, cuz sparks get ya done, might provoke
The cops or, choke ya pops, if we smoke alot

[Chorus x2: Heltah Skeltah]
We don't give a what? Da wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, what?
Da wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy - what?

[Ruck]
When I flow like the Nile river, that's when I deliver
Nuff slugs to ya chest, makin' ya whole body shiver
Niggaz wonder why the irrational God Ruck be slippin'
Like I was buried in Rettin with nines that be wettin'
Yo section, when niggaz step in my arena, bound to see ya
Nigga like Ruck, Buckshot's, and catch misdemeanor's
I'm similar to none son, that be my stee
So flee from ya fuckin' face, double jeopardy

[Rock]
All praise me, Rock, I move in hip hop
Fools'll get rocked, if I got the balls
To stand when I'm lickin' shots, if not, I got the bright red dots
Station, on top of the four-four, to blow ya fuckin' face in, Jason
Ain't half as scary as the derriere
Kicker, mister flipster, various to late
I hit ya, if you don't think I make ya block ache
The, next time I come through it'll be you Joe
That I break a, snake a, pigskin in the wind
Chant my Boot Camp name, and Rock must defend
Burn the bitch ass with ten nails, in my military jail
Make all that diesel shit you poppin' turn frail
What, like I can, I pumps lead into yo body, punk
Or a punk pellet, too, I got my pump shotty
Why these cats always askin', for shit them not want
The jokes you bump, is crippled for months, and don't front
Fuckin' punk -





[Chorus x2]

Overall Meaning

The song "Da Wiggy" by Heltah Skeltah feat. Da Rockness Monstas is a classic example of 90s East Coast gangsta rap. The song starts with Ruck confidently stating that he runs the game like a track meet and warns his haters to recognize his rap sheet. He asserts his dominance over others and claims to serve justice with his gun, which he compares to a terminal illness like cancer. He further emphasizes his gangsta persona by saying that he smokes seven sacks of marijuana and is not afraid to slap his enemies in the face.


Rockness Monstas' verse is equally aggressive and boastful. He warns his enemies that he will divide and conquer them and dares them to try and stop him. He boasts about his skills as a rapper and likens himself to a champion soldier. He challenges anyone who thinks he's cocky to come and try and stop him, promising to rock them if they dare to face him.


The chorus of the song is a simple and catchy repetition of the phrase "da wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, what?" which adds to the overall confrontational and confident tone of the song.


Line by Line Meaning

A nigga run shit like trackmeets, when black meets
I am dominant like a track athlete when I am in the presence of black individuals


In the back streets, my gat greets
In the dangerous areas, my gun meets and intimidates others


Niggaz that don't recognize my rap sheet
People who don't acknowledge my history of crimes


The facts be, the Ruck rains like the weather
The truth is that I am influential like the weather


Cuz Rock makes cops throw glocks down like Heather B.
Rock makes police officers surrender their guns like Heather B. from the reality show 'The Real World'


B., niggaz better be ahead of me
I am superior to others, so people should try to outdo me


That's my word to Jazz, niggaz is herbs
I swear to Jazz that people are not worthy of my attention or respect


Cuz half of the time, half of they rhymes are absurd
Because most of the time, their rhymes are nonsensical


I serve, justice, must this, be the answer
My response to wrongdoing is retributive justice


For my gun to click, terminal like cancer
The sound of my gun going off is like a deadly illness


Now how the fuck did you come up with that style?
How did you possibly develop a similar style to mine?


Sing songs with six-packs, that's when I smoke seven
I drink beer while you are still stuck on your sixth, and I smoke more weed when you're done


So chill chicken, before I choose to castize you
Calm down, woman, before I verbally reprimand you


Battered and baptized, bitches and bums
I beat them up and then cleanse them of their sins


With blood from black eyes, when I slap guys
I beat people up so badly that they develop black eyes


Send that guy to Rockness Monsta
Send that person to Rockness Monsta to be dealt with


Stomp ya, split him in half, divide and conquer
I will physically crush you and divide you into two pieces


To test the irrational inflictor
To test the person who inflicts harm in an unreasonable way


It's the Rock slide, I'm crushin' ya block by suprise
I am destroying your entire neighborhood without warning


Bitch, ah, remarkable, like the Little Rascals
I am impressive like the Little Rascals


If I'm being polite, I'm schemin' like Eddie Haskall
Even if I am being courteous, I am secretly plotting like Eddie Haskell from 'Leave It to Beaver'


Don't let me gat you, in half to, bring the wrath, too
Don't let me shoot you, because I will seriously harm you with my wrath


And if you think a nigga's cocky, I dare any ten of you
If you believe that I am overconfident, I challenge you to come and try to stop me


To come and try and stop me, rock me
To attempt to prevent me from succeeding


A champion soldier, 'Folger', like coffee
I am like a successful soldier, comparable to the coffee company Folger's


Tell a wife ya mouth was in yo bitch, back up off me
Tell your partner that your mouth was on another woman, and stay away from me


Move on please, cuz sparks get ya done, might provoke
Please move away, because my violent behavior might hurt you


The cops or, choke ya pops, if we smoke alot
The police might arrest you or I might kill your father if we smoke too much marijuana


When I flow like the Nile river, that's when I deliver
My rapping is at its best when I am in the zone


Nuff slugs to ya chest, makin' ya whole body shiver
I will shoot you repeatedly in the chest, causing your entire body to tremble


Yo section, when niggaz step in my arena, bound to see ya
When people come into my territory, they are sure to encounter me


Nigga like Ruck, Buckshot's, and catch misdemeanor's
People like Ruck and Buckshot are known for committing minor crimes


I'm similar to none son, that be my stee
I am unlike any other rapper, that is my style


So flee from ya fuckin' face, double jeopardy
Stay away from me completely, or face the consequences


All praise me, Rock, I move in hip hop
Everyone should praise me, because I dominate in hip hop


Fools'll get rocked, if I got the balls
Fools will be beaten if I have the courage to take them on


To stand when I'm lickin' shots, if not, I got the bright red dots
To resist when I am shooting at you, otherwise you will see the bright red dots of the lasers on my gun


Station, on top of the four-four, to blow ya fuckin' face in, Jason
I have my gun ready to shoot you in the face whenever I need to


Ain't half as scary as the derriere
I am not even half as intimidating as a butt


Kicker, mister flipster, various to late
I am a skillful and versatile person, always ready to cause problems


I hit ya, if you don't think I make ya block ache
I will hurt you if you don't think I am capable of doing so


The, next time I come through it'll be you Joe
The next time I come through, I will target you specifically


That I break a, snake a, pigskin in the wind
I break people apart like snakes, as if they were footballs flying through the air


Chant my Boot Camp name, and Rock must defend
If you invoke the name of Boot Camp, I will have to respond


Burn the bitch ass with ten nails, in my military jail
I will torture and maim people with my hands in a military prison


Make all that diesel shit you poppin' turn frail
I will make everything you think makes you tough and powerful suddenly become weak and brittle


What, like I can, I pumps lead into yo body, punk
Do you think I can't shoot you? I will pump bullets into your body, punk


Or a punk pellet, too, I got my pump shotty
Or I can shoot you with a small, harmless pellet, or with my pump shotgun


Why these cats always askin', for shit them not want
Why do people always ask for things they don't actually want?


The jokes you bump, is crippled for months, and don't front
The music you listen to will make you vulnerable and weak for a long time, so don't act tough


Fuckin' punk -
(end of song)


[Chorus x2: Heltah Skeltah]
(repeated chorus)


We don't give a what? Da wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, what?
We don't care what others think, what do you think? (referring to the term 'wiggy' as slang for 'unpredictable')


Da wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy - what?
(repeated chorus)




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