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,

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

Kweli]
Baby's was immaculate
Sweet like my first in the back of the flick
I have to insist, miss, that we for a bit
But your ass wanna
Walkin all fast you can't stop
I need somebody to get with
You just assume I be on that supermasculine (shit)
Crackin the whip just to shut you you and fasten lip
I just be shinin my and they be baskin in it
I go out dip trip on the tragically hit
Sippin Cosmopolitans on some (shit)
Black Star in the building and it hasta be
BK smokin (nigga) pass me the (shit), what

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

You got it (come on ma)

You got it

Brown sugar let me see you it out
(brown sugar 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 let me see you shake it out

[Talib
Yeah, go out to the cats
Be workin for weeks to purchase a
I'm with my hurtin to cease, it's curtains for peace
Certain keeps spurs to knees like I'm chirpin with Tweet
Rhymes than the pervert that flirt with his niece
Stop, the track lay in a hearse
We don't play, my man Kanye murdered the
Yo the rhymin's on me, coutesy of
(Ludacris) how I'm (Disturbin The Peace)

[Mos
Yeah, you burnin the street
Look at how we got 'em thiefed
Sipped on when I get Henny
Pen on the track like Bishop Don
Or on the Real World
Smoke slow, no joke, one I kill y'all
How times yo do I got to tell y'all?
My next album boy I get killed off, it's real
We big merger, you act like you know the deal
Brooklyn, stand up and let me hear
Brown babe

[Talib

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

[Mos
Stop, from the Ivy colleges
To the where the drama is
And they keepin ?? lit
Just it out and respond to this
And all of it

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

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

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

You got it (brown sugar lemme see you 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)