Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song R.A.W. , by - Daz Dillinger. Song from the album RAW, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 28.08.2000
Record label: Dogg Pound Online
Song language: English
R.A.W. |
| Uh uh uh uh uh uh, Kurupt young Gotti, Dillinger spillin these bitches |
| Gangstas gangstas make the world go 'round nigga |
| BLAST! |
| Nigga stop saying that you wit daz |
| Wet niggas and wit straps |
| Who could have did that |
| Retaliate and get back |
| Shit you came wizack |
| 7 nigga you crizaps |
| Notice how I came in wit the wheels of a Jizag |
| Smoke weed and drink yack |
| Known to break bizacks |
| When you see me nigga violently I can get |
| Tap that ass claim you know where my gang hang at |
| Long beach, east nigga yo believe that |
| Slang powder, weed, and crizack |
| Tell me where the? |
| Homicide, daily live hangin' where it’s izat |
| Came bent nigga with gun knives and bizats |
| Whup an nigga ass like that |
| RAW |
| Rizanium willin murder and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt |
| We don’t give a fuck |
| RAW |
| Rizanium willin murder and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt |
| We never give a fuck |
| We make our stizacks |
| Murder kidnaps and jackin for the scrizatch |
| Not giving a fuck, you ain’t no mizatch |
| Pull it bizack, blast and ask questions lizast |
| It’s like thizat, blastin chrome mizat |
| Thizat, playin them hoes just like Dizaz |
| It’s all about the cizash |
| Clash and blast on they bitch ass |
| Yelling out fuck y’all bitches |
| Hittin' fourteen corners with sixteen switches |
| Who the fuck wants to step into the dog yard |
| Wit all the dizogs, it’s all through the fizog |
| Pistols aiming and anybody that wants to piss-off |
| Like fuck all yizall, X stopped the wizall |
| Remarked up dogg pound gangsta dizogs |
| Daz is his name and motherfucker don’t forget it |
| I’m kurupt the kidnapping, heavy caliber missle launcher, mongrel |
| With the black bizak it’s like thizat |
| Not giving a fuck who you are, or where your izat |
| Don’t bark spark the strizap |
| Shut the fuck, dogs surround |
| Get paralyzed by shells from hell hounds |
| Knocking motherfuckers up then back down |
| RAW |
| Rizanium willin murder and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt |
| We don’t give a fuck |
| RAW |
| Rizanium willin murder and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt |
| We never give a fuck |
| Why you front on me low |
| Because I fucked your hizoe |
| 45 automatics to leave 'em in the street yo |
| Tearing shit up just like a fucking torpedo |
| My dogs come around when they hear the wiztle |
| Boom Boom Boom it fly just like a missle |
| Hungry dogs attack when they eat the meat yo |
| Hit ya in ya chest fuck around and rip ya tiss-ue |
| Murder Murder Murder now it’s all to the sequel |
| Nigga, that ain’t no way to talk to a fellow dog well explain |
| I guess he a dog cause of the chain |
| See I ain’t never seen him that near meeting |
| When all the cats was trying to lock a dog izup |
| Knock a dog dizown, drizown nizza I’ma pop the double 4 pizound |
| Bitch ass nigga with a bitch ass sound |
| Fuck a record I’ma catch his at the hizouse |
| And stuff a three-quarter-inch dick up in his mizouth |
| RAW |
| Rizanium willin murder and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt |
| We don’t give a fuck |
| RAW |
| Rizanium willin murder and killin war sawed off daz and kurupt |
| We never give a fuck |
| Yeah nigga, the real dogs is back |
| Daz and kurupt like fuck y’all niggas homie |
| Punks, yeah, y’all lucky Simon ain’t home punk |
| Yeah for all y’all bitch ass niggas |
| Remember the dogs, the dogs, the dogs |
| (dogs barking) |