pure money t - raw sh!t lyrics
its that raw sh+t (x4)
its that raw sh+t, imma tell you how it is
its that raw sh+t, on the streets n+ggas know me as
t+raw b+tch, weed so strong make a n+gga feel
nauseas , been on the road so long can’t get
car sick
not afraid to bend that corner and start brawling n+ggas
you be texting on your phone, who you calling n+gga?
communicating with the ops i lost trust in n+ggas
talking to the cops i might bust a n+gga
hundred and these fifties ain’t counterfeit
birds just touchdown i got to let em sit
your still mad at your b+tch you need to get over it
your the one who lost your b+tch, i just recovered it
hit my line if you want to make some quick cash
put you in a car so fast give you whiplash
lit this whole block up turn it into ash
if the cops get behind us just do the dash
this the obama+phone ringing not the motorola
sipping high+tech mix that lean up in my soda
went back to the trap, chops on the sofa
r.i.p my n+gga j left in a coma
getaway car 2002 corolla
im attention with that strap call me a solider
moving all these weight f+cking up my shoulder
packages so good i can’t compare with no other, no other
this punch hitting so good i can’t even share with my brothers
my b+tch p+ssy so good i can’t compare with no other
if one stops working imma go get another
got a spot and a trap house on the same block
cadillacs and corvettes, parked on the same lot
better think twice before you pull up and get popped
thats what happened to the other n+gga and he got popped
when t gets the bag he puts the tax on em
yeah theirs profits in this b+tch im trying to get the maximum
speaking of the maximum free my mans out the maximum
if a n+gga lacking on my block i guess we smacking him
keep going t(x8)
have you had your spot raided and still have your stash on you?
come back from a trip and still have that cash on you
yeah i got some hits, hit me up if your able
got b+tch got unstable 50gs on the table
you saying thats your bendz but i’m thinking that its rented
you say you got my money but i’m thinking that you spent it
you ain’t ever sold raw so i know you ain’t in it
its that t+raw sh+t so p+ssy n+gga mind your business
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