AMIL - RAW lyrics

rate me

[Amil]

I'm making it hard for these little rap chicks to come out

I'm coppin' whips you in the street with your thumb out

You wanna battle but when it's time to spit you dumb out

Singles I've touched been going platinum since the first one out

I put on seven niggas just to carry me on

Amilliyon say the hook let'em carry the song

I be the only bitch on the mic makin' it hot

With the smoke in the drop in the vacant lot

Since this bitch been in this game I been takin' spots

And if you hatin' me, shit you must be hatin' the Roc

Take it there yeah, I break it down like this

Ain't a bitch live who can make it sound like this

Don't make Amilliyon have to pull rank

Lyrics never on E, I keep a full tank

Any nigga that I fuck wit got my name in the bank

Yeah you heard me, he got at least my name in the bank

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Everything I spit be raw

I be like 10lbs of coke and be quick to draw

And it's pure fuck Miami, it be Ecuador

For my peeps fuck a foot

I got they leg in the door

Yo, let's take it to the whips, bitch five or six

We could take it to the block flip dimes to bricks

Take it to the mic see who spit the livest shit

Who wanna take it to the streets to the nines and clips

I'm the bitch that won't skate when daddy empty the safe

Lie on the stand if Jake hem'em up with a case

Far as this rap shit fuck fame or shine or rhyme

I don't care who joint drop the same time as min

Chicks redo albums once they heard my buzz

Mother fuckers know, I'm a track murderer

So you could, pop shit bitch run your mouth

I know niggas that'll get you right in front of your house

For free and that's just on the strength of me

If you could touch Amil then you could mention me

You think Jay wrote this, that's complimenting me

I'm the best till somebody prove me differently

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You got beef, let's put it all on the table

You want the hottest clique on the street

You know the label

You want the hottest bitch ever known I' willing and able

Could y'all broads be story tale like a Eastside fable

You want me to spit bitch make it payable

If you lucky if you'll be hearing back within a day or two

That's just comin from a chick who done paid her dues

Know I'm the hottest chick from kicks to the gator shoes

A yo, respect this shield of David piece on the necklace

Now who wanna take it to some next shit?

Hey yo I crush all bitches, eat up most niggas

Teach these rap broads, train gold diggas

You know I know niggas and you know I hld figures

We speak but that don't mean my niggas is yo niggas

We up in your spot strapped with the hoods on

I am Major Coins and any bitch I put on nigga

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