Luyện nghe bài hát Raw

Look dog, you never shine,
Unless you up with some better lines,
And use own flow instead of mine.
So of rhyme,
You should go to the cemetary and dig your own grave up of time.
You wanna cop Jordans? I got the better kind.
The bunny straps n snatch the pat leather kind.
I be on ? pipe where the is,
'Cus i be baggin up white in this crib,
Makin' dimes 20's twice as big.
Man fluffy like pillows, put you right to bed.
Most of the real killers doin' or dead.
I fight but i'll hit you with the knife instead.
Or put red light on ya head,
and led poppin' out the toaster like a slice of bread.
I can gats, Im on fire like candle wax,
My lumped like camel backs.
I got and packs of green daddy,
If you a pothead or fiend just at me!
And surface is the team daddy,
You tryin' to get a sixteen then scream at me!
N*gga!

Ayo, the fam get chu backhand,
I rap man but i clap the gat jam.
And im a gat man, put tha mac wit the to ya earlobe,
You like scarecrows.
You can't hate Cass cus i cash,
and i take cash, need to take baths.
I laugh at you ass n*ggas,
Lil' cheap dollar jersey ass n*ggas.
You a bum cus you dumb b*tch,
and when the pot come, you get a crumb b*tch.
You real fake on them mixtapes,
Screamin' how you get cake 'cus you weight. (nah n*gga)
You jokes, you don't sell coke,
You just wanna roast n inhale smoke.
You broke, be of yourself,
Get on ya knees and that thing on yourself!
I domes if a youngin' get grown,
I grip crome, keep the on the hipbone. (homez)
I spit n*gga wanna get poked?
I get coke a spic on a fish boat.
I hug and you not a thug 'ock,
But you dont get the picture u get a mugshot.
If you a man, you a dead man,
I put led in man on ya headband.
i done work, put in dumb work,
Slum work, and im with the gun work.
Man my gun spray 'cus im monday,
through with the gun play.
Come through a back with tha lil' wack jeep,
and clap heat and put ya brains on the back seat!
You cats is and aint my cup of tea,
Imma G and Cass stay sucka free!