Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Sugar (Raw)

Def (Talib Kweli)]
We here, we here, we (yes yes yes yes)
Fire (uh uh uh uh)
Yes, huh (hey)
We roll uh- you know (hey)
You know what time it is (get hand out my)
You what time it, uh
Star, come on ma (yeah)
Now on ma (yeah)
on ma (uh)
And,

[Mos
Yo honeys it out, she got me mesmerized
With your black and your fat ass WOW
Walks over, feel your tap on the ground
Make a (nigga) come back "What's happenin now?"
he really promising the platinum, get down
You'll be backin it out, backin 'em down
With hand on your mouth
And damn girl, what's that all about?
You know the ave puttin in the brow
On your job, all it out
I how you coordinate: purse, skirt, and the blouse
the way, comin straight out the house
You laid on the couch
Make a cat just and be "Wow"

[Talib
Baby's was immaculate
Sweet my first kiss in the back of the flick
I to insist, miss, that we chat for a bit
But your ass wanna
all fast like you can't stop
I somebody to get passionate with
You assume that I be on that supermasculine (shit)
the whip just to shut you you and fasten your lip
I just be shinin my light and be baskin in it
I go out dip trip on the tragically hit
Cosmopolitans on some fashionably (shit)
Black in the building and it hasta be sick
BK still (nigga) pass me the (shit), what

Def, Talib Kweli, and background singers]
(what up)
You got it (come on ma)

You got it (come on ma)

You got it

Brown let me see you shake it out
Stop (brown baby)
Ha you got it (there you go)
(brown baby) you got it (work it out)
(brown baby) you got it (come on ma)
Brown sugar let me see you it out

Kweli]
Yeah, this go out to the
Be workin for weeks to purchase a
I'm my people hurtin to cease, it's curtains for peace
Certain keeps spurs to their like I'm chirpin with Tweet
Rhymes sicker than the pervert that flirt his niece
Stop, the track lay in a deceased
We play, my man Kanye murdered the beat
Yo the on me, coutesy of Kweli
(Ludacris) how I'm (Disturbin The Peace)

[Mos
Yeah, you ain't the street
Look at how we got 'em thiefed
Sipped on when I get open
Pen strollin on the track Bishop Don
Or on the Real World
slow, no joke, one draw I kill y'all
How times yo do I got to tell y'all?
My next boy I get killed off, it's real y'all
We big merger, you act you know the deal y'all
Brooklyn, stand up and let me hear
sugar babe

[Talib

Nubian rock to this (whoo)
Black Star rock the whole
Brooklyn and you know we pocket it
Black Star got the world watchin it

[Mos
Stop, the Ivy League colleges
To the blocks the drama is
And they their ?? lit
Just it out and respond to this
And all of it

[Mos Def, Kweli, and background singers)
(uh come on)
You got it (I come on)

You got it (yeah, yo, we said on)

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
(brown sugar baby)
You got it
Stop (I said on)
You got it (look at you)

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
(huh yeah)
(come on ma)
(come on ma)

Stop (come on ma) (Black Star start it)
Stop (come on ma) (02 yeah)
(come on ma) (uh yeah)
(Black Star, shinin)
(yeah)
(haha yeah)
(haha yeah)
Stop (Mos Kweli, on)