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PERFORMING ARTISTS
T.I.
T.I.
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Clifford Harris
Clifford Harris
Songwriter
Darwin Cordale Quinn
Darwin Cordale Quinn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil C
Lil C
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Elliot Carter
Elliot Carter
Recording Engineer
Ray Seay
Ray Seay
Mixing Engineer

Letra

Aye, you niggas ain't raw I don't buy none of that bullshit you tellin' me King you'll never be I can see you niggas ain't raw Hell, no, give a damn who you go and get Real niggas know it We can notice that you niggas ain't raw Even though that you suppose to be down with so and so You still the same lame from a year ago I know you ain't raw You ain't graduated with the gladiators You're just practice for the young assassinators Aye, you know you ain't raw Fuck the shit you tellin' them, I know he ain't [Incomprehensible] He ain't no competitor, that shit there ain't scarin' us You bought yourself a slaughterer and a coffin's what you headed for You didn't wanna die, well, nigga, what you pull a weapon for? Jackin', we the niggas all ya? ll ho bitches checkin' for And ain't nobody real niggas would rather hear instead of You don? t know how to shine it up, bein that I sell it up Lot of niggas do it, don't nobody do as well as us Hater wanna [Incomprehensible] with us, let him get to vestin' up Hit 'em with the chopper, chest and up, bet I wet ya up Let ya partner get ya up, ain't nobody catchin' up But this some shit, I'm dyin' to receive a lethal injection for King of the whole thing, fuck whoever stepping up Give a damn who left behind or care about who catchin' up Long as I'm alive the second best you'll have to settle for Come on now, you really think you better bro? Aye, you niggas ain't raw I don't buy none of that bullshit you tellin' me King you'll never be I can see you niggas ain't raw Hell, no, give a damn who you go and get Real niggas know it We can notice that you niggas ain't raw Even though that you suppose to be down with so and so You still the same lame from a year ago I know you ain't raw You ain't graduated with the gladiators You're just practice for the young assassinators Aye, you know you ain't raw I got both friends blowin' on a boat just goin' This bitch, his bitch, and your bitch blowin' Young pimpin', get dough in like his last name Conin My fan base spread and the shit kept growin' Now I got me getting head in the vessel of the G4 again Hook a hustle up with investors and there he go again Twenty million later I'm guessin' it's finally soakin' in At best you just a hater who mad at me 'cuz he broke again Sellin' all ya jewelry, considerin' of sellin' dope again 'Cuz he who's ballin' outta control, is supposed to be focusin' Wanna be the king by default, they hopin' for openings Pray they see the day they hear me say I'll never flow again But, oh contraire I guarantee in one year After another they'll suffer as long as I'm here Fear no man alive, I don't care You don't run shit, nigga, be clear Aye, you niggas ain't raw I don't buy none of that bullshit you tellin' me King you'll never be I can see you niggas ain't raw Hell, no, give a damn who you go and get Real niggas know it We can notice that you niggas ain't raw Even though that you suppose to be down with so and so You still the same lame from a year ago I know you ain't raw You ain't graduated with the gladiators You're just practice for the young assassinators Aye, you know you ain't raw Aye, you niggas ain't raw I don't buy none of that bullshit you tellin' me King you'll never be I can see you niggas ain't raw Hell, no, give a damn who you go and get Real niggas know it We can notice that you niggas ain't raw Even though that you suppose to be down with so and so You still the same lame from a year ago I know you ain't raw You ain't graduated with the gladiators You're just practice for the young assassinators Aye, you know you ain't raw Aye, you niggas ain't raw I can see you niggas ain't raw We can notice that you niggas ain't raw I know you ain't raw
Writer(s): Darwin Cordale Quinn, Clifford J. Harris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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