The Game - Really Raw lyrics

[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 b**h Oh sh** haters through the mist, on some g-sh** Low clip, pop gun, hot toast, brutal sh** You a little noodle drip, watch a shark eat the fish Ever seen piranha, it's like the movie jaws again Leave a n***a barbershop, chop his top, head gone Too fly, three strong, nick name, gold bones What the f** you boys want Roll on you like a joint Talk behind a n***a back but muthaf**a don't you point [Pharrell] KFC by the bucket, thats really raw AK's you can't tuck it, thats really raw Watching p**no'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 sh**, get no different Ain't no fun if the homies can't hit it b**hes, 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 p**no's on the ipad, illy Tryna follow my style, don't get dizzy muthaf**a what you know 'bout [Pharrell] Jerseys with the stealers, that's really raw 20 n***as on four wheelers, that's really raw Going green, thats so cool, that's really raw My jacket smell like jet fuel, it's k**ing 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 n***a 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 pa** 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 n***a we hot like Mayweather, it's k**in' y'all P stand for Pacquiao n***a [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 bu*tersoft leather Panamera 4-door Porsche My chick named Portia They two in the same, my stick game is torture Monday night raw, got n***as 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 f** as many b**hes as I can and cop some more drops Raw [Pharrell] Gargling with champagne, thats really raw Cla**ic millionaire frames, thats really raw White tee's and Jordan 3′s, thats really raw Windmilling with them sh**s on, k**in' y'all n***a, raw