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Ol Dirty Bastard Give It To Ya Raw

Juvenile faction of hard, you say you're livin' large You're the head nigga in charge I give it to ya raw I said, I give it to ya raw I'm Ason baby,

the bed Juvenile faction of hard, you say you're livin large You're the head nigga in charge I give it to ya raw! I said I give it to ya raaaawww!! I

-Cypher Pigs can't identify it The true and living God, son, we exemplify it The most complicated 'formance of life, we simplify it Bzz, don't knock it 'til you try it

to The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo Shame on you, when you step through to The Ol' Dirty Bastard, Brooklyn Zoo Shame on you, when you step through to The Ol' Dirty Bastard

still got more hoes than a pimp And score more points than Shawn Kemp Keepin' powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut Ol' Dirty Bastard

a swarm Wu-Tang killa beez, we on a swarm The Rza, the Gza, Ol Dirty Bastard, Inspectah Deck, U God Ghostface Killah, The Method Man, Raekwon the Chef, The Masta killa Raw

to make the fabrics Verse Six: [Ol Dirty Bastard] Are you, uh, ah, uh Are you a warrior? Killer? Slicin shit like a samurah The Ol' Dirty Bastard VUNDABAH Ol' Dirty

still got more hoes than a pimp And score more points than Shawn Kemp Keepin' powerfully strong like the center on the Knicks Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut Ol' Dirty Bastard

won the lotto Ran up on my card for carrying raw loads Well hold on now you can call me Dirty And then lift up your skirt And ya want some of this Dirty