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Vibe raw I but I'll still replace her
It was so fucked up the way
You couldn't hold me down
You can tell by my circle
I don't keep no squares around

24 Hours to Live

DJ Lt. Dan/DMX

Fed Up and Movin On

2007

eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen jag I just grabbed

Grand Finale

Turtle Banxx

Twista Presents Legit Ballin'

2011

Franks]
Picture a niggas that's raw
Amber fire his ass and what we'll say is what we saw
Muthafuckas I slaughter
Blow 'em out the water
L-E-G-I-T

I'm Scared

Young Thug

So Much Fun

2019

Oh, really? Yeah
Oh, really? Yeah (racks)

I'm scared to break the top (why?)
I'm scared to make a mess because I'm watched by the cops (fuck

on someone payroll
Fifty cents is Lloyd bank account
Blabber 'bout me at the Tabber
But I work by lantern
See, I figured out this pattern
I'm the only one with

brother that's raw
Jump a gate, or a fence, a bridge just to lose the law

[Chorus]
Getaway clean, they'll never find me
Getaway clean, they'll never find

Muhfucker I'm raw
Fucker I'm raw
Fucker I'm raw
I'm the dopest mother fucker
You done ever saw
Pull up to the bank and I am
Makin a withdrawal
Fucker I'm raw

I need all my bread man
Ayy, ayy, I got folks to feed and that's on everything
When I walk in the bank they call me by my last name (uh-huh)

of my own so no you can't save me

People really thinking they can bang 
When the tribulations trained 
And I'm still the one who stays you should bank

cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup, cup
Keep purple in my

Uh, going all out puttin' all my bank in
Get a raw paper

around wit the L’s
Dirty on me like the liiter
I can't be sippin' that raw raw
Niggas be sippin' for leisure nahh
I got that Party Pack on me
Used to be

for broke till I broke the bank
You wanna be captain, but your flows are rank
I bust bars, bust bars like a loaded tank
And know it's click-clack boom
I

this raw
Chrome metal, I can bet you you ain't seen these fours
I can bet your life you never seen the plug
'Cuz you only see him if you speaking grub

Mini Producer
I'll be there about five
Oouu
Swing by(swing by)
I'm outside(I'm outside)
Let's ride(let's ride)
I'll be there about five(oouu)
Swing

My baby got taste 
Don't fuck with the jakes 
Don't move with the snakes 
I used to hop gates 
I roll up and face 
I got what it takes 
My bank what

I feel like the bank
I’m makin withdraws
I’m making deposits
The lamb or the wraith truck
 
 
I can’t think which one
I’m gettin my patnas 
That

breeze
Coldest flow now
With no empathy
Bossed up like yeahhh
Chatt town
Underground
With the raw sound
Hating Karen’s back down
Run up get done up
Like

for that great 
I don’t give a fuck, hate motivates 
Bank tellers know me by the face
No ID, no case, all taxed, no laced
Long story we straight   x3

eight had to be baking soda by itself
So papi fuck you, you dead now, I'm off to the bank
With those bricks in a bookbag and a stolen Jag I just grabbed

4 My Niggaz

Jay-Z

The Wonderful World of Cease A Leo

1999

soul 

To sell around the globe and more Bank than Tower 

Dime just rewind-a, it was hard to find her 

Found out my niggas got right behind her

'round in tanks, nigga, try this shit, I dare you, test your luck (brr)
I bank with Chase, nigga, told him, "Wells Fargo ain't enough" (talkin' 'bout

U Can't F**k With Me

Snoop Dogg

G.O.A.T. Featuring James T. Smith: The Greatest of All Time

2000

Duke 'em raw with them whores, hide ya hoes from me (woo)
Your mama wanna chase, I'm just statin' the fact
L.A. think about your broad all I want is

Money coming in by the truck load, look like I just hit a lick
The percs kicked in, i’ma a over dose, split another with my bitch
Money come & money

Today I woke up flexing
Tomorrow I'll be surfing
That nigga tried finessing
I swear he don't want problems
Need them hundreds
Need them benjis by