you want it? (Hell yeah nigga, I want it) And do you need it? (Yeah, I need it, man) Well, they got it (They got what?) Everything, so let's take it (
, so if you want it, ask me Now do you want it? (Hell yeah nigga, I want it) And do you need it? (Yeah, I need it, man) Well, they got it (They got what
Traduzione: Dice Raw. Se lo vuoi.
In this game, you only make it far if you loyal And if you grew up with your mother and your father you spoiled Why swing, you gotta be strapped to get rid of me Ill leave you
roll-on You ain't never seen nothin like this before Y'all been gettin straight cook up nigga, we straight raw And if you did, you lyin to yourself for
to see pesos shootin' dice with play-doh packin' potatoes in Tre-AO's if you was too tired to run you fired your gun and stayed low Pop knew it wouldn
the game raw nigga You'd be fucked up if you see half the shit a saw nigga I know ?? take drama far nigga Shake the dice roll 'em out That's on the fall
fool wit it, niggas know but don't want admit it It's cool, long as you respect me, I'm chillin Cross the line I draw for ya - it's a killin It's gonna
we on the block wit it raw, nonstop wit it run up bustin', nigga cuz we aint cockin shit We in the chamber off safety you in danger if you hatin all that
the game, We're like the blazin flame, you know we're gonna break it up, rip it up, you know we're gonna blaze it up, so whats our name? [X2] [KENZIE:] You
uh-oh Oh no he didn't and bitch I did it yes I admit It you full of that bullshit you need to quit it Nigga hit it Go and play those drums Steady on
Wit a map of fifty states that's flooded wit fiends It says "Welcome to my town" but if you black you hang We don't tolerate no shit from pimps or gangs
a nice talkin villian who could mix mad killings and hang bodies from the ceiling I'm illing, and if you want a raw bring it on and I'll bet you I'll
spine So dope you gotta rewind a lot of the rhymes If Jesus Christ read my notebook then God will go blind [Chorus x4: scratch - Dice Raw 'The Lesson
of jerk or something? } You motherfucking, what the fuck? You know what, no wonder you fucking dropped out You god damn moron, you'r a fucking hunk of shit I hate you, you
glock, on spot, if it's hot, I got a two-shotter pump Just to get a nigga bumped and put up in the trunk If you wanna get tough enough, you get bucked
rhymers don't amaze me It pays me to rock it so why not I stop it I make it by the bucket so fuck it, I stock it It's just for safe keepin so when I'
