Luyện nghe bài hát Raise It Up

Yeah yo Don, gimme a little bit of that
That smooth chicken, a little bit of gravy
And I some old hot jazz biscuits
With a bit of that blues butter
Bring in the

They never understood, many were so slow
My funky of rhyme, and my style is pyscho
wrecks wrecks, my style go X X
I move off beat, creatin' more styles

Showin' white boys, other kids my black
I kick lyrics shoes right in your face
Walk up on a car, of Spades, pluck the ace
I get slower, in, on in
Flowin' like I used to be on Critical

I styles on ears the public bite em
Not many went to school, so the dummies wouldn't 'em
say yo Keith, yo Kool, you usin' big words

I to college, I'm even more stupid herb
Back on the scene to put a out
Even if I to pull a black Smith and Wesson out
I grab a hammer stick a nail in that crack

Tame the monkey the hummingbird how to act
I get atomic,
Word to mom I'm in my own
raised! Powerful

Raise it up, it up
it up, raise it up
Raise it up, it up
Raise it up, it up

Yo, yo money grip money grip, now this no ego trip
Yo money grip money grip, now this no ego trip
Now back in the and we used to use elevation
And then the people