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 time 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,

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

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

Def, Talib 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 let me see you shake it out

[Talib
Yeah, this go out to the
Be for weeks to purchase a piece
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 with his niece
Stop, the track lay in a deceased
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 burnin the street
at how we got 'em personally thiefed
Sipped on when I get open
Pen strollin on the like Bishop Don
Or filmed on the World
slow, no joke, one draw I kill y'all
How many times yo do I got to y'all?
My next album boy I get killed off, real y'all
We big merger, you act like you the deal y'all
Brooklyn, stand up and let me y'all
Brown sugar

[Talib

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

[Mos
Stop, from the Ivy League
To the blocks the drama is
And they keepin ?? 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 come on)

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
(brown sugar baby)
You got it
Stop (I come 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 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)