Lyrics:
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
Don't choose too fast
You can't judge a book by it's cover
Make sure that what you see is what
by the onion
I'ma give it to them raw
Leather on leather nigga, that's raw
Take that OG Kush, put it in a RAW
Bitch so bad had to hit it raw
Ask me
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
Don't choose too fast
You can't judge a book by it's cover
Make sure that what you see is what
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
In the raw
Don't choose too fast
You can't judge a book by it's cover
Make sure that what you see is what
And I’m just spitting at innocent by standers
My standards of rap flow are different
I came up out the trenches and pictured a new vision
Bitch I’m
Raw
Raw
Raw, Raw , Raw, Raw
Had your hoe but for she feening for more
She all on her knees, ain't praising the lord
Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw
In the hood like da
Mic check, one, two, on the way to third
Flow sick, put a straitjacket on my words
So sick, they think that something's in the herb
They think I'm
Raw Jaw
Raw Jaw
Raw Jaw
Raw Jaw
Raw Jaw
Ghastly and ghoulish, it's Raw Jaw
Ecstatically excited
Never as excited as the day I left the grave
Undead
In the raw, in the raw
In the raw, in the raw
Don't choose too fast
You can't judge a book by it's cover
Make sure that what you see is what
and the moonlight, in my life
Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)
When the sunshine, and the moonlight, in my life
Too, too fucking raw (face down, ass up)
In your mind
In your life in your sphere of albine
Baby go be away from me
Let me be baby let me be
Yea
Shawty with a raw on her
Shawty with a raw
Aye Rj turn this shit up
Bitch it's Clay Raw on the track
Got a freak at the crib and I'm breaking her back
Bitch it's clay raw in your house
the air (oh my)
Gettin' real hot in here
Who-who let my dawgs in here? (Who? Who?)
We gon' set it off in here (JELEEL!, Yeah)
Real raw, real raw, real
in it raw
Put it in her raw put it in her raw
Every Monday Night I put it in her Raw
I'm too exclusive I can't fuck with thots
Don Julio by my side I
for Pacqiauo n-gga
[Game]
California nas
I'm more raw than red snapper in the pacific ocean
More raw than the brick as soon as you split it open
the black is back, I'm all in with the noise I bring!
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop hits)
(Raw shit, hardcore hip-hop
I'm cooling baby
Come through maybe, my kung-fu baby
Kick it with a nigga
Come on my Lola
She grabbed woods, we're smoking down by the hour
Sex in
cut throat
Oh damn my bad I'm so Humble
But nah I'm bad like bundle of hundred surrounded by slum-age
I make some sense
I'm kinda raw first understand
and bloody raw flesh
Raw flesh pink and bloody raw flesh
Raw flesh pink and bloody raw flesh
Take me by the hand
Lead me to the slaughterhouse
I've been in my
never seen it like this
Physically fit, smoking that shit you can't get
If it don't make dollars, then well it don't make sense
Got my crib out in
comin' for my
Dogs in the morning and if I die by a slug
The death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn
Me? Gettin' blowed out
High, watch me murder
You Cook It Raw
Could You Cook It Raw
My God
Yes You all
But of course
Floating in my Ricky Dragon
Steamboat
Trying to change a single
To a c-note
as niggas gettin' beat by these pigs we shoot
Outta coupes - fuck peace and the boys in blue, we do the
Raw shit
HELL YEAH
It's the raw shit
HELL YEAH
Do you
I don't play
Shit real nigga
This cut throat gotta play it raw
Gettin' killed ain't no thang in the N.O.
Some people live some people get
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