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letra de raw - keandrell

[lebron pre-game speech to his former miami heat teammates]

[intro: bob marley interview before his show, discussing his thoughts on marijuana]

[verse 1: keandrell]
ky’s finest.. y’all ain’t really hipped to it, hit you in your side, make you hip to it
yeah we got weed & vodka, a spot to kick it, we finna call the hoes up and get to it
only one i know makin’ legit music, finna get checks & just do it.. f-ck who ain’t into it
kush loud, we might have to throw a mint to it, n-ggas talk about my story.. they ain’t been through it
(d-mnnnnnnnnnn!) [smokey & craig from friday]
money at the top of my brain, everybody’s finna follow my name.. it just takes time
all the hoes finna follow my game, but i ain’t worried bout ’em, i just wanna chill, drink, and make rhymes
forreal… i can’t stand a girl that can’t chill, always at a party or the main event
takin’ pics, givin’ numbers out then later givin’ that p-ssy out, girl that ain’t what i’m about
19 with a grown mind, grind hard or you won’t shine.. it won’t come easy
got some weed for them glaucoma n-ggas claiming they can’t see me
chip on my shoulder, claiming they can’t beat me, i’d hop on your track but you ain’t walked in my shoes yet, bruh you can’t “feat.” me
look.. you could be blind, bump my sh-t, and you still won’t read me, (get it?)

[hook: keandrell]
anywhere a n-gga go…… they know my sh-t is raw
first i’m in her phone….. then i’m in’em drawls
i’m on that real sh-t, f-ck with a n-gga, get k!lled quick, (ahhhh!!)
deep sh-t, i’m barely afloat, been doin’ this since forever ago

[verse 2: keandrell]
n-ggas out here marryin’ hoes, lex-town, gotta do it for my area code, (uhn)
sp-ced out on venus.. with b-tches around me, n-ggas underwater with no gills or arenas
ain’t n0body really ’round y’all, i see why y’all squares
i don’t ever really wanna be by y’all squares, or rectangles.. on god i’ll look like the letter “b” ’round y’all squares
i gets busy, it’ll take a lot to offend me, kush loud, soundin’ like a hemi
never waste pennies, all about makin’ the money.. put it on my momma you ain’t never takin’ it from me
i’ll make a rapper glow like i’m takin’ him huntin’, shoot’em in his vest start takin’ his money
great in abundance? i bring that, me & my n-ggas thinkin’ the same, got the same hate, same cap, same snapback with the city on it
my b-tch hair red, i’m with wendy homie
i run this sh-t, i’m the mvp, what the f-ck you mean? i need an emmy for it
kentucky n-gga finna do it, i’m finna do it, my n-ggas into it, the b-tches into it, yo b-tch is into it, we finna do it boy
flow wet, it’s resembling fluid boy, and i can’t name another n-gga who can do it boy
hold up, hold up…. young lex n-gga finna blow up, blow up.. you ain’t know yet? so what, (uhn)
soon it’ll hit you, like a leg from a n-gga doin’ jiu jitsu
like a text from an ex sayin’ that they miss you, i’m comin’ unexpected, and hot like the b-tches that i be up in my bed with
f-ck with my team if you want… it be world war z, n-gga i ain’t talkin’ brad pitt
burnin’ through the beat, call me acid rappin’, yeah i’m finna take a chance, give me 10 days
shoutout to the b-tches with the brand new j’s, new bag, but they ain’t got that rent paid
oh sh-t man, verbal ak & i got a full clip man
ak longer than yao ming’s wingspan, me & eddie whippin’, hoes “wow” when we zoom past, pull up on the scene fast
you ain’t heard ke yet? n-gga take a listen, (listen, listen, listen,) b-tch
red vans, uk shirt, walkin’ ’round lookin’ like a f-ckin’ piston
runnin’ this sh-t like a pharaoh, egyptian, gettin’ money is the only mission, real sh-t, it’s all non-fiction
rappin’ is my addiction, finessin’ m-ssagin’ b-tches, they love it… paul revere, let’em know i’m comin, (wooo!)

[applause] [fans talking in audience] [outro]

- keandrell

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