[Tyga]

Uh, in this world after one thing

Get your money man, like my uncle told me

Haven’t slept since, cause my dreams real big

I ain't even rich yet, so get up off my dick bitch

Oh shit haters through the mist, on some g-shit

Low clip, pop gun, hot toast, brutal shit

You a little noodle drip, watch a shark eat the fish

Ever seen piranha, it’s like the movie jaws again

Leave a nigga barbershop, chop his top, head gone

Too fly, three strong, nick name, gold bones

What the fuck you boys want

Roll on you like a joint

Talk behind a nigga back but muthafucka don’t you point

[Pharrell]

KFC by the bucket, thats really raw

AK’s you can’t tuck it, thats really raw

Watching porno’s on the iPad, thats really raw

Lamborghini’s with the wide back, it's really raw

[Tyga]

It’s that raw from the Crippers, Pyru’s and strippers

Homie, you could tip her, but I already get her

Harder than I did her, same shit, get no different

Ain't no fun if the homies can’t hit it

Bitches, ice cold heart make you shiver

I got the flow, make summer turn winter

Ch-ch-chilly raw cheese steak made up in Philly

I come in peace like a hippie

Piece on my chain, grandma say that silly

The new sports car, retard, Timmy

Watching porno’s on the ipad, illy

Tryna follow my style, don’t get dizzy muthafucka what you know ’bout

[Pharrell]

Jerseys with the stealers, that's really raw

20 niggas on four wheelers, that's really raw

Going green, thats so cool, that's really raw

My jacket smell like jet fuel, it’s killing y’all

[Snoop]

Just bought a ’77 baby blue Cadillac

Run it down, set it off, let it off, get back

Diss this twist, this is one of my flavas

Guerilla’s, lions and tigers, they all of my neighbours

Swinging from a vine, like step in my limelight

My kids and my wife and my life got my mind right

Now, what do you do when they spray with the AK

Retaliate nigga cause ya life full of melee

We got the heat for the street, let me that dough

Ya boy talkin like we don’t know

Blast pass with the forks, no you rollin’ with the locusts

Been the pimpest and the hippest and I’ve always been the dopest

Peep my style

[Pharrell]

Louis bags you can’t order, thats really raw

Miami cribs on blue water, thats really raw

Blood making the game redder, thats really raw

Nigga we hot like Mayweather, it’s killin’ y’all

P stand for Pacquiao nigga

[Game]

California Nas

I’m more raw than red snapper in the pacific ocean

More raw than the brick as soon as you split it open

Talkin’, the kitchen smokin

Talkin’ the pots bubbling

I got the blueberry on deck but not muffins

My Glock stuffed in my Levi’s

My Levi's on the buttersoft leather

Panamera 4-door Porsche

My chick named Portia

They two in the same, my stick game is torture

Monday night raw, got niggas in figure four locks

Hit the block Y-O, you would think it was four Lox

I don’t rap for Billboard spots

I just wanna fuck as many bitches as I can and cop some more drops

Raw

[Pharrell]

Gargling with champagne, thats really raw

Classic millionaire frames, thats really raw

White tee’s and Jordan 3′s, thats really raw

Windmilling with them shits on, killin’ y’all

Nigga, raw