2 Raw (feat. Jay Rock)
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๐ Lyrics
[Featuring: Jay Rock]
Verse 1: Q
Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high
Still im cool. No AC needed
Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin
Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing
Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble
Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh
Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won
It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one
Look down upon the ceiling
Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling
Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings
Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million
But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean
She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin
So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt
Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?
[Hook]
2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)
Verse 2: Q
Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans
Even methamphetamines
Get this bread by any means
Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently
Turn ya job into a ki
Turn that ki into a beach
Turn that beach into ur sleep
Rest ya head, remain neat
Haters love to hate a G
Gossip on ya bakery
Wish they had the recipe
Swear this life is meant for me
Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger
Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger
Every corner, camera
Nigga im just tryna live
Shitty on a shitty curb
Niggas can ya front ya kids
See how niggas get it in
Trappin so we live in sin
This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again
Embarrassing my mom and them
Grandma braggin to her friends
Killin beef, apparently
Name a nigga rare as me
Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw
Hook
Verse 3: Rock
Got me swagged
Then I put yo style in a body bag
Man im off a bag of that good
My flow off a pile of pack
Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP
And im damn near tore up
Wit my dogs and locstas
And we all got stock like brokers
Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah
Hoes gon chase us, yeah
Straight to the condo
Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto
In the monte carlo
Yeah sippin on carlo
Just me and my posse
Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase
Look at my life raw, NIGGA
Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER
Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA
Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER
Im on my own, im in my zone
Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne
Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks
I don't give a fuck what set you claim
Just get yo money let the bullshit walk
Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch
Fuckin suck me good
Nibbling thru her team
Raw shit
Nigga check me out
Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit
Niggas know that I be be
2 fuckin rawwww
Hook
Verse 1: Q
Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high
Still im cool. No AC needed
Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin
Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing
Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble
Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh
Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won
It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one
Look down upon the ceiling
Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling
Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings
Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million
But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean
She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin
So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt
Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?
[Hook]
2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)
Verse 2: Q
Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans
Even methamphetamines
Get this bread by any means
Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently
Turn ya job into a ki
Turn that ki into a beach
Turn that beach into ur sleep
Rest ya head, remain neat
Haters love to hate a G
Gossip on ya bakery
Wish they had the recipe
Swear this life is meant for me
Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger
Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger
Every corner, camera
Nigga im just tryna live
Shitty on a shitty curb
Niggas can ya front ya kids
See how niggas get it in
Trappin so we live in sin
This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again
Embarrassing my mom and them
Grandma braggin to her friends
Killin beef, apparently
Name a nigga rare as me
Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw
Hook
Verse 3: Rock
Got me swagged
Then I put yo style in a body bag
Man im off a bag of that good
My flow off a pile of pack
Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP
And im damn near tore up
Wit my dogs and locstas
And we all got stock like brokers
Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah
Hoes gon chase us, yeah
Straight to the condo
Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto
In the monte carlo
Yeah sippin on carlo
Just me and my posse
Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase
Look at my life raw, NIGGA
Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER
Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA
Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER
Im on my own, im in my zone
Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne
Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks
I don't give a fuck what set you claim
Just get yo money let the bullshit walk
Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch
Fuckin suck me good
Nibbling thru her team
Raw shit
Nigga check me out
Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit
Niggas know that I be be
2 fuckin rawwww
Hook
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.70] [Featuring: Jay Rock]
[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q
[00:12.91] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high
[00:16.51] Still im cool. No AC needed
[00:19.28] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin
[00:22.20] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing
[00:25.75] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble
[00:29.15] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh
[00:33.15] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won
[00:36.85] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one
[00:39.88] Look down upon the ceiling
[00:41.52] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling
[00:44.52] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings
[00:47.73] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million
[00:51.48] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean
[00:54.53] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin
[00:57.60] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt
[01:00.52] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?
[01:05.03] [Hook]
[01:05.79] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)
[01:18.67] Verse 2: Q
[01:32.15] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans
[01:37.89] Even methamphetamines
[01:39.83] Get this bread by any means
[01:41.47] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently
[01:44.66] Turn ya job into a ki
[01:46.35] Turn that ki into a beach
[01:48.23] Turn that beach into ur sleep
[01:49.95] Rest ya head, remain neat
[01:51.34] Haters love to hate a G
[01:53.00] Gossip on ya bakery
[01:54.76] Wish they had the recipe
[01:56.37] Swear this life is meant for me
[01:58.21] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger
[02:01.48] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger
[02:04.45] Every corner, camera
[02:06.11] Nigga im just tryna live
[02:07.83] Shitty on a shitty curb
[02:09.61] Niggas can ya front ya kids
[02:11.67] See how niggas get it in
[02:12.79] Trappin so we live in sin
[02:14.40] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again
[02:17.69] Embarrassing my mom and them
[02:19.32] Grandma braggin to her friends
[02:21.03] Killin beef, apparently
[02:22.88] Name a nigga rare as me
[02:24.55] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw
[02:25.85] Hook
[02:26.30] Verse 3: Rock
[03:17.39] Got me swagged
[03:18.12] Then I put yo style in a body bag
[03:20.18] Man im off a bag of that good
[03:22.35] My flow off a pile of pack
[03:23.52] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP
[03:25.91] And im damn near tore up
[03:27.32] Wit my dogs and locstas
[03:28.69] And we all got stock like brokers
[03:30.27] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah
[03:32.05] Hoes gon chase us, yeah
[03:33.64] Straight to the condo
[03:35.01] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto
[03:37.05] In the monte carlo
[03:38.20] Yeah sippin on carlo
[03:39.58] Just me and my posse
[03:40.56] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase
[03:43.68] Look at my life raw, NIGGA
[03:45.24] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER
[03:46.78] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA
[03:48.42] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER
[03:50.05] Im on my own, im in my zone
[03:51.66] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne
[03:53.31] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks
[03:55.05] I don't give a fuck what set you claim
[03:56.65] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk
[03:58.23] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch
[04:00.38] Fuckin suck me good
[04:01.74] Nibbling thru her team
[04:03.19] Raw shit
[04:03.82] Nigga check me out
[04:04.74] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit
[04:08.18] Niggas know that I be be
[04:09.55] 2 fuckin rawwww
[04:18.03] Hook
[04:35.93]
[00:04.73] Verse 1: Q
[00:12.91] Aye groove the window down oh shit I'm getting high
[00:16.51] Still im cool. No AC needed
[00:19.28] Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin
[00:22.20] Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing
[00:25.75] Bet I make that pussy whistle up and down that booty dribble
[00:29.15] Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh
[00:33.15] Ain't fuckin with u losers all my niggas won
[00:36.85] It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one
[00:39.88] Look down upon the ceiling
[00:41.52] Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling
[00:44.52] Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings
[00:47.73] Shake the nonbelievers off im tryna navigate a million
[00:51.48] But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean
[00:54.53] She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin
[00:57.60] So I zip that, chop that, pass the blunt
[01:00.52] Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the fuck?
[01:05.03] [Hook]
[01:05.79] 2, 2 fucking raw (Face down, ass up)
[01:18.67] Verse 2: Q
[01:32.15] Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, coca cola everything up in our jeans
[01:37.89] Even methamphetamines
[01:39.83] Get this bread by any means
[01:41.47] Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently
[01:44.66] Turn ya job into a ki
[01:46.35] Turn that ki into a beach
[01:48.23] Turn that beach into ur sleep
[01:49.95] Rest ya head, remain neat
[01:51.34] Haters love to hate a G
[01:53.00] Gossip on ya bakery
[01:54.76] Wish they had the recipe
[01:56.37] Swear this life is meant for me
[01:58.21] Tired of crackin niggas heads in the stolen challenger
[02:01.48] Hopped up out the passenger and merked the DA's messenger
[02:04.45] Every corner, camera
[02:06.11] Nigga im just tryna live
[02:07.83] Shitty on a shitty curb
[02:09.61] Niggas can ya front ya kids
[02:11.67] See how niggas get it in
[02:12.79] Trappin so we live in sin
[02:14.40] This felony won't keep me in im hungry gotta rob again
[02:17.69] Embarrassing my mom and them
[02:19.32] Grandma braggin to her friends
[02:21.03] Killin beef, apparently
[02:22.88] Name a nigga rare as me
[02:24.55] Yeah I be, 2 fuckin raw
[02:25.85] Hook
[02:26.30] Verse 3: Rock
[03:17.39] Got me swagged
[03:18.12] Then I put yo style in a body bag
[03:20.18] Man im off a bag of that good
[03:22.35] My flow off a pile of pack
[03:23.52] Man im leanin hard, like im off that sy-RUP
[03:25.91] And im damn near tore up
[03:27.32] Wit my dogs and locstas
[03:28.69] And we all got stock like brokers
[03:30.27] Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah
[03:32.05] Hoes gon chase us, yeah
[03:33.64] Straight to the condo
[03:35.01] Yeah bitches ain't shit that's the muhhfuckin motto
[03:37.05] In the monte carlo
[03:38.20] Yeah sippin on carlo
[03:39.58] Just me and my posse
[03:40.56] Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase
[03:43.68] Look at my life raw, NIGGA
[03:45.24] Bitches wanna suck me off, QUICKER
[03:46.78] Haters can't stand my guts, NIGGA
[03:48.42] Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER
[03:50.05] Im on my own, im in my zone
[03:51.66] Bitch niggas can't knock me off my throne
[03:53.31] Im on my shit, cuz septic tanks
[03:55.05] I don't give a fuck what set you claim
[03:56.65] Just get yo money let the bullshit walk
[03:58.23] Ima get this cheese like a lil rat bitch
[04:00.38] Fuckin suck me good
[04:01.74] Nibbling thru her team
[04:03.19] Raw shit
[04:03.82] Nigga check me out
[04:04.74] Know ya jockin my steez best believe nigga we run this shit
[04:08.18] Niggas know that I be be
[04:09.55] 2 fuckin rawwww
[04:18.03] Hook
[04:35.93]