Luyện nghe bài hát Guaranteed Raw

Twan, damn, man
That Big got somethin' to say?
Yo Big, what got to say Big?

Yeah, yeah, shout out to my man
MC and DJ Fatal
Twin one and two, my man
My man Dawg, the OGB crew
Y'all know how we flow and I'ma drop it this y'all

Oh, what a feeling drivin' in my by four
galore, BIG on the door
Chrome trimming the smoke tint
Givin' a hit as I count my mint

Stacks of doves, half my is C-note
All from rhymes that BIG wrote
Blunt, I take a toke but if it's weeds
Skunk no seeds, a sip of Hennessy

Pass to D or movin' solo
Never with a by my side, that's a no, no
Tell me I ain't the flyest nigga you ever saw
Live in action, raw

coming through? Y'all know who

Bed-Stuy where this rapper was originated
Your rhymes ain't shit, must be constipated
Many awaited, the heavyset from Fulton Street
To drop a rhyme to a beat

Expellin' as if I was at Sarah J
Or boys and at any school around the way
Opponents, but I'm the principal
Hard to beat, near invincible

Niggaz wanna know how I live the mack
money, smokin' mics like crack pipes
Flippin' bombs, stayin' calm, my people my palm
And rhymes to set off the alarm

Yes, me, the BIG
Competition ripper since thirteen
Used to steal clothes, was a thief
Until I started on Fulton Street

Makin' loot, knockin' on the regular
the microphone, I'm the perfect competitor
Jewels and all that, my clothes is all
Chumps steppin' to me, that's where took a fall at

BIG without burner, that's of
I stay close to like Tina on Turner
Quick to smother, a motherfucker
word to mother, I'm above ya

And I love ya 'cause you're a bitch
A crazy crab, you might make my dick
I looser than Luther, words ya get used to
BIG is a trooper like ice cream I scoop ya
My music you wanna get loose to, stay and I'm not a booster

So 'cha got to say? This mackin' word is bond
no other assumption, I got it goin' on
I'm not conceited, my friends me this
Even my be noddin' her head to this

her proud to see her one son get loud
Flip on a sucker and bow to the
Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a or two or three or four
in action, guaranteed raw

Round two, the rhyme regulator here to ya
As ya this, yeah I gave a toast to ya crew
See, they popped on ya like a
You didn't that the beef was eternal

Internal injury, that's you're soon to see
BIG company
in my waist if they come opponent
Run upstairs, change my skimmer and my

And I'm to your punk part of town
Anybody frontin' they duck down
get mad 'cause I grazed ya
You jumped in that four-door

Quick, I couldn't get a hit, shit I was aimin' for the melon
But the kick of my auto there's no tellin'
Drink a little Hennessy, smoke a or two or three or four
in action, guaranteed raw

And you don't stop and you stop
You keep on to my man and Thai
Like I before the whole OGB is in full effect
definitely, sent a shout on to the freestyle Born Allah
Yeah, that bum ass nigga Avenue Q