Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Edge Bullshit

Sicx (with lynch):
Take a nigga like lynch goin' head up with the bullshit, with tha
(while my niggas loaded off st. idez)
let a devil go jailbait,
The fuck so many wieghts, he don't trip off a my state
Lynch'll be nigga that finds'em and greets'em,
like y'all will be the one that feeds ya.

Brotha hung:
We rush'em a drank, and try to act grown
Have the 40 gone, to the head, so on....

To the crib, the fuckin motel shot,
30 for a nut in a bitch, I think not
And even if ya muthaphukkin grows phat, if I was you,
I'd say I use to pay for the fuckin claps,
That the little gave ya,
But niggas'll learn, split ya fuckin dick perm

Brotha lynch (with sicx):
on the triple bout it muthaphukkin broke ass bitch, whos in it
(the triple sicx), and brotha hung, we let a....
(bitch), be a (bitch), till use to it,
It ain't nothin but raw edge bullshit...

Chorus:(2x)

Hahaha slum you still miss
Ya don't stop, just ya everyday straight proper bitch

lynch (with sicx):
Lynch, it up smooth, the lynch with the muthaphukkin roll
Triple to the , (sicx, with the muthaphukkin dough)
And bitch wanna slang with this,
And to the bounce so don't grind no slang,
Brotha lynch hung, I cant take it no mo',
Put ya in the crack of the doe then open up slow
And where I left it, you can either be mad,
Such dick and it.

I got a nut for a bitch, who be a squirell who one,
Same bitch with the hand job...

lynch hung:
Call me the lynch hung,
Never out the house,
Never off the dick, you don't like wsup?
Never off the bitch,
Dont try and roll a sicx....

Get the and go!
The bounties on the game,
A hand full of and a pocket full of cocaine,
But my dimes too small, so im'a grab my
And go for the brall,
A young ass wit a ol' man roll,
The gauges double up the grinds too slow,
hittin niggas with the tre and the 4,
The devils in the with my nine held low,
The mobs loadin'em up,
Muthaphukkas know wsup,
look up punk! blam!
A nine for ya niggas are use to it,
It nothin but some raw edge bullshit...

(2x)

Hahaha bitch you still miss
Ya don't stop, just ya average straight proper bitch

Brotha lynch (with sicx):
True with the brotha, (fuck'em all)
To the raw bullshit,
Niggas on the ol' trip,
About the ol' bitch,
While me and sicx,
to make a switch everyother week,
Now got beef punk nigga you a bitch(bitch, too)!

Hit ya too hard the raw edge bullshit,
Steady with the triple sicx,
all I'm a creek thrilla,
Load'em up another killa,
Hittin with the cemy to the woomb,
Break'em and home bitchin, lynch!...

Brotha lynch (simaltaniously; sicx)
I got the lynch, called triple sicx,
Let a be a...
(bitch till use to it,
It ain't nothin but raw edge bullshit),
And to ya with a black god,
Im'a why.....
"everybodys gotta live life...? "

Sicx (with lynch); [together]:
did it and the creek mob's,
(niggas never wsup), hit'em the
last night...
Niggas on the same ol' ol' ,
Comin up smooth, while the of crack,
Nickles a little moe,
(so it up for da), give it up for the endangered,
To the creek, to the creek mob, (and we no stranger),
For the fact a young black nigga gotta go awol,
(rush'em wit lead untill we to the wall),
a nigga be a nigga till he's use to it,
It ain't nothin but the raw bullshit!!]