Lyrics:
Woo
The raw truth, I got too much juice
I'm so blessed busting at the seems loose
Get your shades up, girl my shines on
Ain't none of them haters in
repeating that?
Nigga, I'm rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack?
I'm in a dolphins dream, I got it for 'em raw
talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber
All my talent raw dog, yea yea
We still playing, or are we being serious now
I got people in the Philippines
Live my life to the fullest
Every song is raw footage of my struggles overcome
I can see it now I'm through it
Speak in flows touch your soul with my
Cause you burn and then it hurts (It hurts, it hurts)
Sauce
(Tino)
Your eyes got me hypnotize
Where do you go, when you're hurt by lies
Shortie
to have to shoot him
I gave the broad the pager number and said that she should use it
As soon as I flew by in that navy and baby blue six
She beeped
it hot (skrrt), there go them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto'
End up in Ms. Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
it hot (skrrt), there go them people
Break up the block and hit the cut by the corner sto'
End up in Ms. Taylor backyard, be quiet, she on the porch
Look look
dimming' the lights, breakin' the laws
Swimmin' on sight when that paper involved
still hot with this ice my potential is raw
Got high in
Know why I sound so raw, 'cause I'm down by law
Try to play me 'cause I'm rappin', I will break yo' jaw
Catch a nigga in these streets, make you
Gran Finale
Yeah
Illa
Brooklyn
Yeah
I be talking that raw
From the the the block
I'm the the the king of
The the the hot
And I might cruise by in
and a lot of action...
Take a trip down King Pin alley
Do it by the quart
Your momma and your sister
Are in the Marine Corps
Give me raw, raw, raw Titan
raw
Raw she ain't no good
She done fucked almost all the dawgs
Caught in the club
I done pulled a crystal on her
Got choppas on choppas on choppas
you find in the Brooklyn Zoo
Raw exit, killin' the beat with all your might
You love a hip hop song baby, I don't want to be right
Wake up, what,
Raw Raw
He think he the law
Naw Naw
Even the government
Flaw
Bro Bro
Show him how it go
Ha Ha
He shot him in the jaw
Shoot for the crew
My chain be
Since day one you ain't left mine
Got so much stress by the night time
Look up pray to god imma be fine
I'mma blow this raw in the mean time
grab the mic by the neck and jump up on the beat
It's that raw dog Doggystyle shit
You don't like it motherfucker then you can suck a dick
It's that raw
that hit different
Now I'm in the lab again
Rappers finna peep it
They know that it's bad for them
They know it's not even
Post up with a pad and pen
Billy give you the raw
If you didn’t want it
What you listening for?
Christopher Wallace
When I kick in the door
The system abolished
Is the mission
gone
Keep they weapon by the scrotum when its time to draw
F**** nine eleven homie we never call
Wrestling with the pistols we not talking bout raw
Born
Chasing tales, it's human nature, the dog in me
Raven and TRASE we're regulators like Warren G
They stay in ya face, collaboration of raw MC's
Been in this
of raw doggs, nigga
Fuck around and get your shit spit like laws, nigga
Fantasies never formulate
So when you get the formula to format
A man is defined by his (Boing!)
Catch my drift
I got to keep it raw
The most anticipated
I got to keep it raw
Yo, my is there for me, we like
A man is defined by his (Boing!)
Catch my drift
I got to keep it raw
The most anticipated
I got to keep it raw
Yo, my is there for me, we like
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