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