Rick Ross - Raw sh** lyrics

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Rick Ross - Raw sh** lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, this here some raw sh** KG, Rozay, Tunechi Timbaland, that beat sick n***a [Verse 1: Lil Wayne] n***a, it's Tunechi Lee I B.E.T. your b**h tune in to me on BET She know I got cribs, like MTV Stuntin' like I'm Evil Knievel, got whips, MTB YMCMB, kids got IANHB on their iPod My C.I.R.C.L.E. full of bosses, no COB k**in' all these n***as, gettin' the package, no COD I'm like a fat b**h, who wanna f** with me n***a I k** that p**y, OJ Simspon Where I come from muthaf**as found upside down for Jordans and Pippens I rock hoes like Jay, Weezy big pimpin' Sleep is the cousin of d**h, so I can't sleep Y'all b**hing, I got an itchy trigger finger I'm like Fifty, don't push me n***a Got Buzz like Google, more buzz than Buzz Lightyear You wanna? n***a I'll get it on right here [Verse 2: Rick Ross] 14 years old when a n***a got his starter kit Now a n***a levae the dealership without a whip Philly blunts, Olympic torches gettin' lit Mind on my money, million dollar investments Trappin' since the beginning, Feds finna raid my crib for a**essment Crib cost 8 figures, no love for b**h n***as Jeremy Scott, kick game Tommy Hilfiger Hell awaits, Lord said one shall not k** n***as [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] Careful with evry move, but I don't care New shipment, clost full of Trukfit and Nike Airs All this syrup, my b**hes make me pancakes You know me, but you don't know what it takes Callin' me a f** n***a, look at the man in the mirror Water vapor, you can't see me I don't let em' be, these n***as wanna be me I'mma Blood and they C's, like 2Pac you can't see me It beats me why y'all wanna beat me While y'all f*ggots beatin' off I beat it up, Ali bomaye Finna finsih these n***as, fake G's Pitbull ain't got that Heat, I'm reppin' New Orleans f** these n***as, my team on that lean Lean back, to these n***as we the Terror Squad sh**, I'mma ba*tard like Ason My n***as chain smokers, who wanna get they smoke one? [Verse 4: KG] YMCMB in control, and with MMG we unstoppable Invincible, my n***a there ain't no convincin' me Took control of my own fate, I ain't ever goin' broke Smile on my face, but the game no joke f**in' crackers, they don't know Drug dealers and real k**ers Rich n***as, b**h n***as Carjackers, robbin' from our own mothers Lookin' up to our big brothers, the ones who made it out Drug rings, Feds tryna shut us down co*k the Glock for any n***a tryna shoot me down k**er instincts, my team hold it down Always on my grind, you'll never hold me down Front on me, and pay the price KG the well known a**hole, feling like my n***a Obie Trice sh**, I can't go to jail tonight [Verse 5: Lil Wayne] From day one, I knew I'd make it one day Always gettin' cake, everyday my birthday Went from an underground king like UGK, to the throne n***as watchin me, like Jay and Kanye No church in the wild, no faith in the hood Engine roaring, V12 under the hood b**h n***as run when they see me in the hood, Usain Bolt You a bunch of shook ones, each one of my words a jolt [Verse 6: Rick Ross] Kingpin, crimnal mastermind God Forgives and I Don't, hopes lookin' out for MasterMind Six figure bullet numbers, don't cross the line You claim to be a true G, you only tough online