Текст песни Das Efx - Raw Breed
Das Efx - Raw Breed слова песни
From the floor, keep it rawYeah, yo, yo, yo, yoVerse 1: Dray, SkoobI heard that one man`s loss, is the next man`s gainI came to drop the shit like rain and bring the pain to your brainWe leave a stain, ain`t prayin (why?), cos the game`s for kidsIt`s diggity Das, no doubt, back to shatter your wigsThese pegs be all on my back, cats be actin too braveI think they better just relax, before we dig em a graveYou blow the spot, baby face it, kids can`t erase itor trace it, ya get`cha face lit, Books come lace it, what?Bringin it straight from the lands of the crooks where heat, Books to heatemKeepin em raw from these Brooklyn streets, where Books defeats emFlippin these lines like a polygraph, y`all niggas lolly datFreakin a style from Brooklyn, the home of the bodybagsAnd kids with no fear, bitches with no hairLow gear Benz`s wit chrome wears, what we all hereSo don`t stare, we there to interfere with the heads of ?????What you didn`t know, this miggity might hurtChorus: It`s diggy Das, raw breedMake moves at top speedIt`s the niggas from the sewerDrink brew and puff weedGiggity get wit itSewer rats stay twistedMany people tell me this style is terrificIt`s diggy Das, raw breedMake moves at top speedIt`s the niggas from the sewerDrink brew and puff weedGiggity get wit itSewer rats stay twistedAiyo, many people tell me this style is terrificVerse 2: Dray, SkoobYoWell yo, in Glocks we trust, and at the cops we bustWe just be hustlin for cash and makin lashes of mussThey went from AZ to Jay-Z, Nas back to KrayzieTo Drayzie, I fuck up your knot and then I`m swayzeWord, yeah, yo, yoWell yo, figgity fuck a fear, wanna bust like a flaregun, beware, son, my sons keep guns in the airNone of y`all bitches can sue me, all my niggas twenty one gun salute mePick up the vine and rock the KufiWell, all I heard was Versucci, coochie for the lucciThe Gucci, but I just stay raw just like some sushiMy crew be ill, time to move these mill`sAnd all the drunken mawfuckers best to show they skillsYeah, yo, yoWell yo, the shit I talk, it be the shit I walkSome faggots try to get wild, they bit my style but got caughtLike me and my man caught, slippin up at the crimesceneFuckin lime green, you fuckin wart, this is my teamChorus