Amil - Raw lyrics

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Amil - Raw lyrics

[Amil] I'm making it hard for these little rap chicks to come out I'm coppin' whips you in the street with your thumb out You wanna battle but when it's time to spit you dumb out Singles I've touched been going platinum since the first one out I put on seven n***as just to carry me on Amilliyon say the hook let'em carry the song I be the only b**h on the mic makin' it hot With the smoke in the drop in the vacant lot Since this b**h been in this game I been takin' spots And if you hatin' me, sh** you must be hatin' the Roc Take it there yeah, I break it down like this Ain't a b**h live who can make it sound like this Don't make Amilliyon have to pull rank Lyrics never on E, I keep a full tank Any n***a that I f** wit got my name in the bank Yeah you heard me, he got at least my name in the bank Chorus: 2xs Everything I spit be raw I be like 10lbs of coke and be quick to draw And it's pure f** Miami, it be Ecuador For my peeps f** a foot I got they leg in the door Yo, let's take it to the whips, b**h five or six We could take it to the block flip dimes to bricks Take it to the mic see who spit the livest sh** Who wanna take it to the streets to the nines and clips I'm the b**h that won't skate when daddy empty the safe Lie on the stand if Jake hem'em up with a case Far as this rap sh** f** fame or shine or rhyme I don't care who joint drop the same time as min Chicks redo albums once they heard my buzz Mother f**ers know, I'm a track murderer So you could, pop sh** b**h run your mouth I know n***as that'll get you right in front of your house For free and that's just on the strength of me If you could touch Amil then you could mention me You think Jay wrote this, that's complimenting me I'm the best till somebody prove me differently Chorus: You got beef, let's put it all on the table You want the hottest clique on the street You know the label You want the hottest b**h ever known I' willing and able Could y'all broads be story tale like a Eastside fable You want me to spit b**h make it payable If you lucky if you'll be hearing back within a day or two That's just comin from a chick who done paid her dues Know I'm the hottest chick from kicks to the gator shoes A yo, respect this shield of David piece on the necklace Now who wanna take it to some next sh**? Hey yo I crush all b**hes, eat up most n***as Teach these rap broads, train gold diggas You know I know n***as and you know I hld figures We speak but that don't mean my n***as is yo n***as We up in your spot strapped with the hoods on I am Major Coins and any b**h I put on n***a Chorus: