Lyrics:
back bitch, better take notes
Teddy got too much dough for me to ever go broke (word)
I'm callin your bluff, what you ever tote?
I'm raw and uncut like
chiddle
This nigga doin the solo shit
About to blid up
[Chorus: X2]
This how it go down, millennium child
Underground to Da Heavens, the Hell Razah
primetime who's gon shine from the raw rhyme
Picture a rollercoaster up in a boss mind
Real playboys have wings in the sky
Silently cryin out man please don't
this is Stephanie, I was waitin' outside for your ass
for like a fuckin' hour, I don't know what's goin on, muthafuckas tryina
raw me, you be
that flake got me loaded
Catch a standin' ovay
Clap until your up and open
Daddy bring the heat out
Someone leave the oven open?
Bitch who you
stop lying
Get off your ass and see the mount and start climbing
Join Jehovah who blessed my rhyming
Were here to party now Rock your body now
Side
We out, P and Game, we'll blow that bitch up
From the world's most infamous, 1st Infantry
Alchemist, this shit raw like fresh beef playa
We boyz
taking it back to basics, uh
Scheming to seal that deal like DAs handle cases
Arie’s a throw back
To adidas and fat laces
To DJ who scratch favorites
I’m at the Raw X studio just waiting for M.anifest to show his face
Man he's kept me waiting for 5 minutes already where’s he at
PH didn't he say
you get no bands
I like white bitches who get money Lindsay Lohan
I do all my dirt, all by my lonely, can't trust no man
If that nigga see you and he
bitch who you kiddin'
we be hotter than a sun blaze
so fuckin fly i don't even need a run way
blunts full of kush
i be steamin till my lungs cave
explode on impact like hollow-tips
Yo, cock your glock lick shots for the Pacer!
Raw like coke and got more jokes than Frasier
Like Saddam Hussein, Pace
PAC
Don’t need my mama to co sign now if I like it I cop
I hit her raw if I trust her
And I’ll man up if she’s knocked
And if I buy her a Rollie that
Dirty Money, Desert Storm
If u a hustla hommie where
All that crack you sling
I could fall off and bounce
Back like a matress spring
The DA got me
bang it out
Tryna stick me for my papes, we can bang it out
We can bang it on out, we can bang it on out
What it is? What it was?
Who you wit? Is you
pings n rice allspice
N an RX-7 cuttin through'a da night
I Represent the look like the great Sam Cook
Put a star by every freak in my true black book
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