Luyện nghe bài hát Pure Uncut Remix

Dmx and canibus.
You know where you it first.
My man cardin, g black, ralph, records.
Uh echoes]. pure uncut,
Eightball barks in background]
Dmx (what? ) dmx, mcgruff, mcgruff, and canibus, baby.
Yeah, it's the pure uncut, raw, we it raw.
Its the pure uncut, raw we it raw. listen...

Niggas at ruff is the illest, baby gorillas
And we do today is gon' catch up with us and kill us
Long as I feel this, motherfucker's head is
Fucking lead is hot, and leave them to rot
Ruff cut the shit up, like raw keys
Like that crystal my last ? name is raheed?
It can happen niggas, dog keys, and gun it down
cause I know how you look up to a nigga, from the ground
Running clown, you no better, ? a braveless heart?
? for my kids? I you god
And if you don't know, ask a nigga, they just put in the ground
Slugs ran out of him, so I put in a pound
At least! I gave it to another for lookin
Money, ? could never my slugs? from cookin
Remember me, i'ma be there when they bury, you
Leave skeleton in the cemetery

Dum, du-du, dum
Who got the, who got the bum bu-bu
We wrap it up and smoke it, sixty
I'm a fiend for this rap
south hustiln' and we all about the cream
Stick em up, mad face, car chase the city
Fuck the police, I'm mad I'm going off that gritty
Frank ? nitty? got a mob down to murder me
Catch one to stick me, it or not, I cripply
I rip thee, back into a and flip it like a tech
Pure uncut, tie it up, and watch the fiends back
Bucklin, real dogs stay for troublin
Eightball, pick up the ball, when them start bumblin
Rumblin (vrooom) much room, trippin
Victims who lie die when I be speakin, releasin
You heard me, are you
To ride with the house and get down and dirty?

[chorus

Its the pure uncut, raw, we it raw [2x]
Baby pure uncut, raw, we it raw
Its the pure uncut, raw, we it raw
(what? ) nigga, uncut, raw, we keep it raw

Yo; where the fuck is the dough? it's to bubble and blow
If I spit this from the back, have em they ? toes?
Once smoked my out, but now I fuck with my nose
Perform shows, bad bitches crunchin my
Yo I'm 'gruff, thug beyond the speakers, beyond the rap
Man I'm on a car and my gat, attack, sip don and cognac
Ain't just me, my whole freakin strapped
Aiyyo, fuck that! and fuck you! who the you?
Touch you, you act like you trouble
Money don't know you, rub you, I got' eat, that's like trying to tell me don't hustle
I gotta blow a couple, niggas away to show the muscle
Yo, I till your vocal tussle
please, I got keys, coke, and snow to bubble
Hoes to cuff you, fuck you, suck the shit out your
for love, think you can fuck with mcgruff?
Now listen
Gruff put your soul in a

Just got off the payphone, on a three-way line, with eightball and draper

Askin me for a
Now let me take it from the top I touch your knot, the rubber glock
Then I your title, nigga, fuck your spot
Peace to the players who a lot, but they call me canibus because I bust a lot
You can suck my cock, and got the same transmitted disease your got
Being a favorite me right before she was forced to pop
She came at four o'clock, was shot, she was riding me on top
I told the to keep the door locked, I know your heating up hot
Because I touched the spot, you got defeated and dropped
I you in the jaw-ops
You talk dirt, you get dirt thats how I on niggas networks
You think that best works? you you can't get hurt?
The bitch in you, makes you run for cover when I at you
A man-to-man zone allen iverson couldn't through
Rapid syllables, you gotta bribe me with a mill or two
To keep me from you with the lyrical
All you chief executives ampin ? answer? wreckin
See, goes around comes around, bitch