From the floor, it raw Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yo
Verse 1: dray,
I heard that one man's loss, is the man's gain I came to drop the shit like and bring the pain to your brain We leave a stain, 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, cats be too brave I think they better just relax, we dig em a grave You blow the spot, baby it, kids can't erase it Or it, ya get'cha face lit, books come lace it, what?
Bringin it from the lands of the crooks where heat, books to heat Em Keepin em raw from brooklyn streets, where books defeats em Flippin lines like a polygraph, y'all niggas lolly dat Freakin a style from brooklyn, the home of the And with no fear, bitches 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 know, this miggity might hurt
It's das, raw breed Make at top speed It's the niggas from the Drink and puff weed get wit it Sewer stay twisted Many people tell me this is terrific It's das, raw breed Make moves at top It's the from the sewer Drink and puff weed get wit it Sewer rats stay Aiyo, many people tell me style is terrific
2: dray, skoob
Yo Well yo, in we trust, and at the cops we bust We just be hustlin for cash and makin of muss They went az to jay-z, nas back to krayzie To drayzie, I fuck up knot and then I'm swayze
Word, yeah, yo, yo Well yo, figgity fuck a fear, wanna bust like a Gun, beware, son, my sons keep in the air None of bitches can sue me, all my niggas twenty one gun salute me Pick up the vine and the kufi
Well, all I heard was versucci, for the lucci The gucci, but I just stay raw just like some My crew be ill, time to move these And all the drunken mawfuckers best to they skills
Yeah, yo, yo Well yo, the I talk, it be the shit I walk Some faggots try to get wild, bit my style but got caught me and my man caught, slippin up at the crimescene Fuckin lime green, you fuckin wart, this is my