Be Raw (feat. Mdot) [Explicit A cappella]

Uh oh
Exactly
Mdot what up though baby
Y'all know what it is man
You know how I like to do it man
Yea
Go right in
Alright
You know the saying
Great minds think alike
So I went and pitched in for 56 of the Betty White
Leaning on the strip
To make it all come back
Tired of being broke
Shit really not a fun fact
Life stabbing at me
Paper to a thumbtack
I should've played ball or got my wind right
To run track my arm nice
Without them playbooks
You can ask my man
The block used to call the young bull Randall Cunningham
Instead of trying to be a scholar
Being major paid
With the Witts to accompany all of my accolades
I was bullshitting
Hand to hand full clipping
With rip one and the block
Monsters on business
You feel me
Let me hit the blow one more time
Yo watch out Mdot let me get in here real quick
Punish them niggas Dre
Ayo

See When I grab the mic
Haters give me all type of lip
They looking for a cure
Because they know how ilI could get
Real ones be like
Yea that's my type of shit
When I bring the blitz
Make them scramble like Michael Vick
Slaughter all your dogs
No apology tours
Anytime I hear wack shit
It's gotta be yours
Pops was a poet
Said Dre it gotta be raw
So I kick a couple bars
To make him proud of me for
He passed the torch
To an assassin with massive sauce
Spaz faster
Than any of you bastards thought
And I aint try'na
Go back and forth
You know your boundaries
I don't need to tell you
Who to back up off
But I'm dying for you to push it
Like salt and pepper
You's a student
Who was crying the whole semester
I'm too defiant
I ain't need no professor
Andre the giant
I ain't mean to fold your chest up



Credits
Writer(s): Andre Jackson
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