Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Edge Bullshit

Sicx (with lynch):
Take a nigga like lynch goin' up with the bullshit, with tha nine
(while my niggas loaded off st. idez)
let a devil go jailbait,
The bounty fuck so many wieghts, he don't 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, forget the fuckin shot,
30 bucks for a nut in a bitch, I not
And even if ya muthaphukkin grows phat, if I was you,
I'd say that I use to pay for the claps,
That the bitch gave ya,
But niggas'll learn, split ya fuckin dick perm

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

Chorus:(2x)

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

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

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

Brotha hung:
me the brotha lynch hung,
Never out the house,
Never let'em off the dick, you don't wsup?
Never off the bitch,
ever try and roll a sicx....

Get the and go!
The bounties on the game,
A hand full of 10's and a pocket of cocaine,
But my dimes too small, so im'a my 8ball
And go for the brall,
A ass nigga wit a ol' man roll,
The double up 'cause the grinds too slow,
Still hittin niggas the tre and the 4,
The devils in the door with my held low,
The mobs loadin'em up,
Muthaphukkas better wsup,
look up punk! blam!
A nine for ya that are use to it,
It nothin but some raw edge bullshit...

(2x)

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

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

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

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

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