the floor, keep it raw Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo
Verse 1: dray,
I heard that one loss, is the next man's gain I came to drop the shit like rain and the pain to your brain We leave a stain, ain't prayin (why? ), cos the game's for It's diggity das, no doubt, to shatter your wigs pegs be all on my back, cats be actin too brave I think they better just relax, before we dig em a You blow the spot, baby face it, kids can't it Or trace it, ya get'cha face lit, books come it, what?
Bringin it straight from the lands of the crooks heat, books to heat Em Keepin em raw from these brooklyn streets, where defeats em Flippin these lines like a polygraph, y'all niggas dat Freakin a style brooklyn, the home of the bodybags And kids with no fear, with no hair Low benz's wit chrome wears, what we all here So don't stare, we there to interfere the heads of ? ? ? ? ? What you didn't know, this miggity hurt
It's diggy das, raw moves at top speed It's the from the sewer Drink brew and puff get wit it Sewer stay twisted Many tell me this style is terrific diggy das, raw breed Make at top speed It's the from the sewer Drink brew and weed get wit it Sewer stay twisted Aiyo, people tell me this style is terrific
2: dray, skoob
Yo Well yo, in glocks we trust, and at the cops we We just be hustlin for cash and makin of muss They went from az to jay-z, nas back to To drayzie, I fuck up knot and then I'm swayze
Word, yeah, yo, yo Well yo, figgity fuck a fear, wanna like a flare Gun, beware, son, my sons guns in the air None of y'all bitches can sue me, all my twenty one gun salute me up the vine and rock the kufi
Well, all I was versucci, coochie for the lucci The gucci, but I stay raw just like some sushi My be ill, time to move these mill's And all the mawfuckers best to show they skills
Yeah, yo, yo Well yo, the shit I talk, it be the shit I faggots try to get wild, they bit my style but got caught Like me and my man caught, slippin up at the Fuckin lime green, you fuckin wart, this is my