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"...J Raw Diss..."
Rippin Anotha n*** On d12world.com....Its Nuffin'....Holla At Ya Boi Man....ONE!
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Take charge
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» highest in charts: # 595 (1,510,046 songs currently listed in HipHop)
» highest in sub-genre: # 49 (96,199 songs currently listed in HipHop > New School)
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Lyrics
Yo Who Tha Hell Is J Raw//
He Wack,So Don't Nobody Think J Raw//
I Let Tha 8 Off//
When You At tha Cafeteria Tha Only Time You See Treys Dawg//
I'll Do This Man Life In//
Cuz He Gettin Outta Line Like My Lil Cousin Hand Writin//
Know You Can't Stand Fightin//
Cuz You A bi*** n*** And You Can't Touch Me When Tha F***in Hand Writin//
i'll let you really have it//
and you ugly so you neva get tricks like the silly rabbit//
i get tha milly blastin//
and tha pipe too and i know you like dudes yous really faggot//
In Tha South Tha Heat Movin//
You Broke So Tha Only Banks You Seen Was Shoutin G Unit//
You'll See My Face Wit A Grammy//
And I I'll Come To Ya State Since This n*** Stay In Miami//
You f*** Dawg Please//
You Fake,Only Heat In Miami Is Tha Basketball Team//
Gettin Brain From Ya Breezie Herb//
And She Say I Gotta Head Thats Bigga Than Tweety Birds//
Lemme Tell Em Again I Don't Think He Heard//
All He Do Is Bite,He Don't Think Of Words//
I'm Handlin Heat//
Bullets Hit Ya Back And Make Ya Chest Stick Out Farther Than Pamela Lee//
He Wack,So Don't Nobody Think J Raw//
I Let Tha 8 Off//
When You At tha Cafeteria Tha Only Time You See Treys Dawg//
I'll Do This Man Life In//
Cuz He Gettin Outta Line Like My Lil Cousin Hand Writin//
Know You Can't Stand Fightin//
Cuz You A bi*** n*** And You Can't Touch Me When Tha F***in Hand Writin//
i'll let you really have it//
and you ugly so you neva get tricks like the silly rabbit//
i get tha milly blastin//
and tha pipe too and i know you like dudes yous really faggot//
In Tha South Tha Heat Movin//
You Broke So Tha Only Banks You Seen Was Shoutin G Unit//
You'll See My Face Wit A Grammy//
And I I'll Come To Ya State Since This n*** Stay In Miami//
You f*** Dawg Please//
You Fake,Only Heat In Miami Is Tha Basketball Team//
Gettin Brain From Ya Breezie Herb//
And She Say I Gotta Head Thats Bigga Than Tweety Birds//
Lemme Tell Em Again I Don't Think He Heard//
All He Do Is Bite,He Don't Think Of Words//
I'm Handlin Heat//
Bullets Hit Ya Back And Make Ya Chest Stick Out Farther Than Pamela Lee//
