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 from uh- you (hey)
You know what it is (get your hand out my)
You know what it, uh
Star, come on ma (yeah)
Now on ma (yeah)
on ma (uh)
And,

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

[Talib
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 diss
Walkin all like you can't stop
I somebody to get passionate with
You just assume that I be on supermasculine (shit)
Crackin the whip just to shut you you and fasten lip
I just be shinin my light and be baskin in it
I go out dip trip on the tragically hit
Sippin on some fashionably (shit)
Black Star in the building and it hasta be
BK still smokin (nigga) me the (shit), what

[Mos Def, Kweli, and background singers]
(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
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

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

[Mos
Yeah, you ain't the street
at how we got 'em personally thiefed
Sipped on I get open Henny
Pen strollin on the like Bishop Don
Or filmed on the Real
Smoke slow, no joke, one I kill y'all
How many 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 the deal y'all
Brooklyn, stand up and let me y'all
sugar babe

[Talib

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

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

[Mos Def, Talib Kweli, and singers)
(uh come on)
You got it (I said 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 lemme see you shake it out)
(huh yeah)
(come on ma)
(come on ma)

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