Traduction: Mighty Raw. Espoir pour le monde.
Traduction: BO. Cross My Line - Aaron Waters (The Raw Puissant).
Traduction: 54 BO. Cross My Line - Aaron Waters (The Raw Puissant).
me I represent that Killa Klan and the S.U.C., and the Guerilla M double A-B They call me Ro Dog, giving it to you raw fast or slow dog It just took a
me I represent that Killa Klan and the S.U.C., and the Guerilla M double A-B They call me Ro Dog, giving it to you raw, fast or slow dog It just took
games Its like your life is a sweet, and reality's the flame So why the fuck you trying to torture, with that dip in the middle It's like I'm swallowing mighty
's do it together Souls almighty Do you dig me ya'll Souls almighty, my soul is raw [ooh-ee yeah] Get yourself together In any kind of weather Things will be mighty
m in the streets And I hit these streets I'ma keep my peace until a nigga want beef But If he fuckin wit me then Ima turn raw meat cuz I'm just a Bone
It The Heart Rather Leave Em Dead Before My Time But Im Still Ahead Of Yall(All Yall) Like A Nice Bitch Hit A Nigga Raw Dawg(Raw Dawg) And Any Nigga
to hide it Like a pilot you get a mic Boombox blasting like a siren Raw, you're a mighty lion Raw, when pumping the iron Raw, one million strong Raw,
around Control hammer like the mighty Thor Bringin thunda down Now you're in store for predator Like refugees I come to settle score Half-baked medifore, that taste even better raw
Air Force Ones, I said [over Chorus 1: David Banner] You have now reached St. Louis By the way of the mighty Mississippi It's David Banner biatch, "
love of drug dealin Got no love for the other side, fuck them tricks Any repurcussion, Junior M.A.F.I.A. spit clips All the time, Big Poppa kick the raw rhyme Raw
take your mind to prison cause when I drop my poetry everybody gets frantic I put you down bitch like the ice did Titanic I handle this ruff rugged and raw
[Verse One - Andre 3000] Caroline! Caroline! All the guys would say she's mighty fine But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time And the other
funk to deliver, move Make ya booty-ass come down in shiver on grooves, On beats like never seen before, oboe You?s slidin? open ya braindoor so raw,
[Method Man] Apocalypse Now Mind over matter next batter be Tical Put it on a platter how much uncut raw shit we dealin wit, murder track what Slang killin