Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Sugar (raw)

(Mos 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 your out my)
You know what it, uh
Black Star, on ma (yeah)
Now on ma (yeah)
on ma (uh)
And,

(Mos Def)
Yo honeys it out, she got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat ass WOW
Walks over, feel your feet tap on the
Make a *nigga* 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 your
And damn baby girl, what's all about?
You the ave puttin curves in the brow
On your job, all it out
I like how you coordinate: purse, skirt, and the
Around the way, comin out the house
You laid on the couch
a cat just pause and be "Wow"

(Talib Kweli)
Baby's was immaculate
Sweet like my first 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*
the whip just to shut you you and fasten your lip
I just be shinin my and they be baskin in it
I go out casually dip trip on the hit
Cosmopolitans on some fashionably *shit*
Black Star in the building and it be sick
BK still smokin *nigga* pass me the *shit*,

(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)
sugar let me see you shake it out

(Talib Kweli)
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 to their knees like I'm chirpin with Tweet
sicker than the pervert that flirt with his niece
Stop, the track lay in a hearse
We play, my man Kanye murdered the beat
Yo the on me, coutesy of Kweli
It's how I'm +disturbin the peace+

(Mos Def)
Yeah, you ain't burnin the
at how we got 'em personally thiefed
Sipped on when I get Henny
Pen strollin on the like Bishop Don
Or filmed on the World
Smoke slow, no joke, one draw I y'all
How times yo do I got to tell y'all?
My next album boy I get off, it's real y'all
We big merger, you act like you know the deal
Brooklyn, stand up and let me hear
Brown sugar

(Talib Kweli)

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

(Mos Def)
Stop, from the Ivy colleges
To the blocks the drama is
And keepin their (?) lit
shake 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)
Stop (brown 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)