Pmd

Rugged-N-Raw Lyrics

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Composers:
  • Hines
  • Willie D/weston
  • Andre G/smith
  • Parrish Joseff
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  • hardcore rap
  • totalny wypierdalacz klasyka
  • true hip hop
  • underground hip hop
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Pmd - Rugged-N-Raw lyrics

Ba bom boom aoowww heh

I'm blast the cold blast I'm back to cold blast

*scratch* from the Squad tower

(Yo don't erase that intro!)

*whistling*

Chorus: repeat 4X (with variations and Hit Squad shoutouts)

I represent the hardcore rough rugged and raw

The PMD the mic's my only friend

repeat Chorus

Verse One: PMD

I grab my cordless like my nigga DJ Scratch is on the cut

Hit Squad on live PMD's like what (what?)

I'm too rough, gettin snuffed all in the cut

Get with the rugged raw shit, catch a nigga in the gut

Cause I'm Blass and niggaz ass stay gear with the Hilfiger

Timberland boots, Rolex, whip a Benz

So throw your hands up in the air like you don't care

Chickenheads swingin from chandeliers in they underwear

That's that b-boy shit, grab your big dick

Crack a 40, spark an L and get bent shit

Three eighty by the hip in case a nigga slip

Don't like beefs or jealousy fucks?

It's mass confusion niggaz losin by the minute tryin to win it

But thanks to hip-hop, yo Scratch spin it
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Chorus 1/2

Verse Two:

Yippie-yi-yay, yippy-yo, it's the, slow-flow mechanic

Mass confusion is crusin just start to panic

and you don't stop, got the Hit Squad backin me

Spark your L's, honies sip your daquiri

Ask for P, my mission in to get richer and

lost my other half but I still got my Fisherman

hat, it ain't over til the fat chickenhead catch

wreck, snap that bitch neck

I show and prove niggaz best to move slow

The P the Mic Doc (c'mon) the micraphone's my only

friend, can't even trust nobody

Cause next thing you know I'm fuckin bustin somebody

My shadow got my back and that's the way it goes

Keep my eyes out for foes and remain on my tippy toes

Respect my flows then release it for the brothers

One to hundreds, the fuckin certified top gunners

I keep a close knit quick to roast click

Bout to pull shit, a few dimepieces if the hoes fit

It don't quit, it don't stop, and never will and

so kill it, I'm strictly hardcore so you can see it

Chorus

*shouts, DJ Scratch on the cut, misc

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