Luyện nghe bài hát Raw

Look dog, you will shine,
Unless you come up with better lines,
And use your own flow of mine.
So of rhyme,
You go to the cemetary and dig your own grave up ahead of time.
You wanna cop some I got the better kind.
The bugs bunny straps n the pat leather kind.
I be on ? where the pipers is,
'Cus i be baggin up white in this crib,
Makin' like 20's twice as big.
Man they fluffy pillows, put you right to bed.
of the real killers doin' life or dead.
I could fight but 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 handle gats, Im on fire candle wax,
My lumped like camel backs.
I got crack and packs of daddy,
If you a pothead or fiend just at me!
And full is the team daddy,
You tryin' to get a mean sixteen then 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 sniff scarecrows.
You hate Cass cus i make cash,
and i cash, ya'll need to take baths.
I laugh at you ass n*ggas,
Lil' thirty dollar jersey ass n*ggas.
You a bum cus you dumb b*tch,
and when the pot come, you don't get a b*tch.
You sound real fake on mixtapes,
Screamin' how you get cake 'cus you weight. (nah n*gga)
You jokes, you don't sell coke,
You just wanna 'L's n inhale smoke.
You broke, be of yourself,
Get on ya knees and squeeze that on yourself!
I split domes if a get grown,
I crome, keep the piece on the hipbone. (homez)
I dope n*gga wanna get poked?
I get coke from a on a fish boat.
I hug blocks and you not a 'ock,
But you get the picture till u get a mugshot.
If you a man, you a dead man,
I put led in man on ya headband.
'Cus i work, put in dumb work,
Slum work, and im with the gun work.
Man my gun 'cus im like monday,
through with the gun play.
Come through a street with tha lil' wack jeep,
and imma heat and put ya brains on the back seat!
You is sweet and aint my cup of tea,
Imma fuckin' G and Cass stay free!