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

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

Kweli]
Baby's body was
Sweet like my first in the back of the flick
I to insist, miss, that we chat for a bit
But ass wanna diss
Walkin all fast you can't stop
I need somebody to get with
You just assume that I be on supermasculine (shit)
Crackin the whip just to shut you you and your lip
I just be shinin my and they be baskin in it
I go out casually dip trip on the hit
Sippin Cosmopolitans on fashionably (shit)
Black in the building 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 let me see you shake 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)
sugar let me see you shake it out

[Talib
Yeah, this go out to the
Be workin for to purchase a piece
I'm with my people to cease, it's curtains 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 deceased
We play, my man Kanye murdered the beat
Yo the rhymin's on me, coutesy of
(Ludacris) how I'm (Disturbin The Peace)

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

Kweli]

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

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

Def, Talib Kweli, and background singers)
Stop (uh on)
You got it (I said on)

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

You got it (brown lemme see you shake it out)
Stop (brown baby)
You got it
Stop (I come 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 start doin 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)