Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Sugar (Raw)

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

[Mos
Yo check it out, she got me mesmerized
With black hair and your fat ass WOW
Walks over, feel your tap on the ground
Make a (nigga) come back "What's happenin now?"
Hear he promising the platinum, get down
You'll be it out, straight backin 'em down
With your hand on your
And baby girl, what's that all about?
You know the ave puttin in the brow
On your job, all it out
I like how you purse, skirt, and the blouse
the way, comin straight out the house
You just laid on the
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 ass wanna diss
Walkin all fast like you stop
I need somebody to get with
You assume that I be on that supermasculine (shit)
Crackin the whip to shut you you and fasten your lip
I just be shinin my light and be baskin in it
I go out casually dip on the tragically hit
Sippin Cosmopolitans on some (shit)
Black Star in the and it hasta be sick
BK smokin (nigga) pass 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
(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

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

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

Kweli]

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

Def]
Stop, from the Ivy colleges
To the blocks the drama is
And they their ?? lit
Just shake it out and to this
And all of it

Def, Talib Kweli, and background singers)
Stop (uh 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 lemme see you 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)