[Intro: Lady Raw]
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Uh, see this right here
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This is for niggas who think I'm playin
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I'm not playin no more
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I'm leavin niggas on the floor
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What the fuck you expect? It's Raw
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Come on nigga, come on and shit
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[Lady Raw]
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This world got me not knowin, what the fuck to do
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I'm locked up, on the block, with no air to move
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I drink booze to keep my head off the bad news
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Fake friends become enemies, never walked in my shoes
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I give vex with the tech, nigga make a move
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You choose to lose, I plan to be a winner wit ya Pre-K rhyme
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Ya cats is beginners, get served to my dog for dinner
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And let my nine get up in ya, while the bullets dig thru ya
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You cats is incubator raps, hard for you to attack
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You're trapped, can't even move
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Still sippin simalac, I've been a lyrical fat
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Till the pussy crack, ten-five, 80 shots, hold that
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Your dead like a roach, sway with blackjack
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Run you over with the black ack, niggas gettin blood sap
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I'm kill tracks, panties sippin conignac
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Stay tense, hectic thoughts, pullin guns out my trench
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Momma said they put a jinx on me
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The only way you kill it off, murder everything
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And leave nothin to breath
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[Chorus 1.5X: Lady Raw]
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And when you speak, speak up
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Messin wit this, keep up
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This means war, a lot cats gon' get left on the floor
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I ain't playin no more, you gon get what you askin for
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And I'm rippin 'em Raw
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[Lady Raw]
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My gats lift souls just like Stigmata
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I've been waitin for the nigga who killed Big Poppa
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Bring him on, 4th and Ave, let the nigga get popped up
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Give ya rocks up, I'm blowin ya balls to ya guts, nigga
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You're straight up butt, you gets gun fucked
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These shiesty cats, make this bitch wanna shrive, shells to taste
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Make me wanna smack ya fucking senses off ya face
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These fake ass rap cats, I put 'em in place
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Takin they space nigga, when you rhyme, shit's a waste
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These steamin ass nigga, take my pump in they waist
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On your carpet, I leave a blood trace
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Leave your body found someplace, they call No Place
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Never had a friend, lift these homos with the ten
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Cut his baby moms throat, fuck that hen
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Fuck ya flow, fuck ya trap, fuck you again
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Shit is serious, niggas got me walkin around fed
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Last time the doctor see you, there's a hole in ya head
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Dead on the bread, niggas hidin from Raw, give a fuck what you said
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Ya some livin walkin blackheads, that wordin my tread
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Workin my tread, word is bond, sportin my dread
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[Chorus 2X]
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[Lady Raw]
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Every time ya niggas say my name
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Ain't nuthin you can say, but she Raw, just simple and plain
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Fuck what you playin, you ain't for me, anyway
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Half ass, you pray, get it straight, any fuckin day
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Ya foolgetti's thinkin ya can play, get played
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Get laid, 'cross the pave, wit my blood gauge
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You garglin blood, ain't nobody hearin what you say
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Fuck what you said nigga, you dead
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I laugh when the red spread
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I'm puttin dem holes in your ho's head
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Wanna be down with me, yeah, you must be fuckin stupid
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I'm the bitch that cha don't wanna have shit to do with
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Buckin 'em duck, leavin they piece clueless
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Shootin spaces in the heart of they vest, I'm fuckin loveless
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That's why I wrote for delf, tag alongs made me vexed
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I don't wanna have to make a mess
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Make heads get splashed 'cross the glass when I compress
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These streets got me stressed, blowin tecs
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Puttin your wives and kids to rest
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I'm up to guns, money, the upset life, switch to the lovely life
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Thousand dollar boots, six hundred grand ice
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For me to stay broke, I'm just too nice
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See the sunrise, see the gun side, you kill for the life
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[Chorus 2X]
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[Outro: Lady Raw]
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Bitch, rip 'em raw, rip 'em raw
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Leave 'em bodied on the floor
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Peace to my nigga Bliss, my Doo-Doo, I love you you, ooo-ooo
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This for the niggas that hated on me
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Even though I ain't playin no more
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I'm rippin 'em raw, hold that, take that
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Hold that, look back, get clapped, blaa, hah
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I Ain't Playin No More
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| Popa Wu |
