Raekwon The Chef - Raw Lyrics
[chorus: raekwon]Yes, the shit is raw, comin at ya doorYes, the shit is raw, comin at ya doorYes, the shit is raw, comin at ya doorStart to scream out loud, cream teams back for more[raekwon]900 dollars on the glass tableWally clark gable unableBlow it on a grey goosePicture that, elephant skinCardier glasses dimWhats that? gold around the rimHollywoodizin, without goin hollywoodPolly for all, cream team playas in the hoodStop that scrutenizin, naturizeSee my paper rise, promotin it at lakeshore driveTrickin at the shark bar, godMake sure the collar greens got turkey bars par, we got you allahRare start grappin the hair, playin cuban linxSpinnin like the swivel chair, yeaNo question[baby thad]The peeps flippin, actin like she wanted me to pipe herAnd they got you jealous, claimin that you never liked herThen I found out yall was too many dykersNow Im hyper, beggin you to hook me with a cypherSee me in the tunnel and you trouble meGet my dick hard dancin, sippin my bubblyYo, beat me in the head, talkin bout how you got a manThat cant get freaky as I wanna beNo talk, giant size in the gameColt 45, appliance in the gameTyras in the game, huh?Relyin on money, to make sure that my environment change[chorus 2x][raekwon]2:15 and Im blasted, smack that ass kidLight skin, what up? stop splashinSlang got niggas in the choke holdFreakin their coats, got $64,000 on clothes, yoWu-wear jackets and hats, relaxin, bets play thatPing-pong champion cats, what?Chantin out walk myersYo, the weather is nice, flex the benzWith $10,000 in flyers[baby thad]The squellin Im for in the six range thingsMake the loyaliest cats, flipmode do strange thingsSwitch like change lanes, chains, rings and glaciersStay phat in it[chip banks]Man, I cant stand them chicks, I dig for vansonPlay a brother close to puff is bransonIce work, gleamin Im catchin them, glancinI play em no mon, bout to bar dance emWhite *****es with banky like, you handsomeFlyin to the hills, to ***** in the mansionOnly one way you spendin the night in here tonight*singing* if your head is right[raekwon]Dance turn into a romanceDance turn into a romanceGet up, get down, move around, cover groundThrow it on the brother now, you sworeI had your mother on the groundHigh rollers that know usCrisp pop, giftshop, hollas that rock polosHere they hold they shoulders, yoLay it like a chain be on, we on cream teamPlay on, with all grey on, flavor like crayon[chorus 3x]
