Lyrics:
sucker for his money
It's so funny
Cars ride by, with the boomin' system
Sayin, "Leave him alone, my man already dissed him"
Now I'm
I was like Fresh
Poppa raised me to chess moves
And though your gone I'm not bitter you left me prepared
We got divided by the years, but I got
tremendous, so I'm gonna spin this
Trifle some violence because they asked me to end this
Some trouble that I caught 'cause I was noisy
A nigga tried to take
Shamed on, played on, motherfucking hated on
Hated misery so I keep my company gone
Six blondes, no bras
Begging me to fuck em raw
Only with a rubber
smoked
Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes
Like shit get masked out over dog hoes
Really doe
Bullet holes be so big
Innocent bystanders get
environment
I've been doing laps of the lost world
I could draw a map to the raw nerve
By the bridge the air has a edge to it
It smell like a burning
That's fucked up, but I'll never forget the shit we been through
And I'ma do whatever it takes to convince you
'Cause you my nigga Doc, and Eazy I'm
around you baby
And i just can't explain it
but I'm feeling so high
And I just can't deny it's so new
Tell me you want my love
Baby please don't
Yes the shit is raw, coming at your door
Start to scream out loud, Wu-Tang's back for more
Yes the hour's four, I told you before
Prepare for mic
I give you nothing but raw truth
Raw truth
I give you nothing but raw truth
Raw truth
I give you nothing but raw truth
Raw truth
In every single
the shit
So I only promise this: to my little
Girl I will give you the world
And to my unborn I'm tryna
Reason with ya moms so
If I'm not with her when you
I'm from Compton where the bitches carry ratchets
And niggas in wheelchairs ain't never heard of Degrassi
Raw hand, I'm gutter, Dre had to Aftermath
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
raw
Me I'm so ghetto, I'm oh so hardcore
I'm down by law, this style ya never saw
I give 'em just a little then watch 'em fiend for more
Yeah, they want
got a lock ya, flavor to bring
Got the championships so I'ma savor the ring
Church boy, raised by my grand momma
Home-bred, I dead all the drama
I'm
talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'll fuck you up right now
Yeah, what? What? What?
is run her mouth, tell that bitch to suck a dick
I was born a superstar, so I put one on my fist
I just smash, I don't kiss (nah)
Hit the gas, I'm
This it right here homie!
7 8 7 haha!
They told me to get my swag up!
Blood raw is dat you?
I dun see no other way
Ahh Okay Bro
Na wat I'm talkin
know that I’m leanin so
Nigga give it to me
I got my activist raw and it is uncut
Imma cook up this raw, it was untouched
By the time you see the final
she the law, and she know I'm the boss
And she know I get high above the law
And she know I'm raw, she know I'm from the streets
And all she want me
talking to? (Yo, word up, bust that nigga ass, word up)
Ol' Dirty Bastard, you know what I'm sayin'?
I'll fuck you up right now
Yeah, what? What? What?
mine
Making waves in pitch black sand
Feel the salt dance on my hands
Raw and charcoal colored thighs
Feel so cold and my skin feels so paper-thin
cake, hey, the Method Man
Don't eat Skippy, Jif or Peter Pan
Peanut butter, 'cause I'm not butter
In fact, I snap back like a rubber
Band, I be Sam,
niggaz, it's raw, sweet aromatic
Backwood, fanatic nigga, this is Cali
Vigilante's tattered, the wife beaters and khakis
I'm taking over, cause y'all,
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