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 gettin off st. idez)
let a devil go jailbait,
The bounty fuck so many wieghts, he trip off a my state
Lynch'll be that nigga that and greets'em,
Punks like y'all will be the one that 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 little bitch ya,
But niggas'll learn, split ya fuckin dick perm

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

Chorus:(2x)

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

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

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

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

Get the and go!
The bounties on the game,
A hand full of 10's and a full 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 gauges double up 'cause the too slow,
Still hittin with the tre and the 4,
The devils in the door my nine held low,
The creek mobs up,
Muthaphukkas know wsup,
look up punk! blam!
A for ya niggas that are use to it,
It ain't but some raw edge bullshit...

(2x)

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

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

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

lynch hung (simaltaniously; sicx)
I got the triple lynch, triple sicx,
Let a be a...
(bitch till use to it,
It nothin but some raw edge bullshit),
And to ya niggas with a god,
tell'em why.....
"everybodys live their life...? "

Sicx (with lynch); [together]:
did it and the creek mob's,
(niggas knew wsup), hit'em the
Creekers night...
on the same ol' same ol' ,
Comin up smooth, the tens of crack,
Nickles a little moe,
(so give it up for da), it up for the endangered,
To the creek, to the creek mob, (and we no stranger),
For the that a young black nigga gotta go awol,
(rush'em wit untill we back'em to the wall),
[let a nigga be a nigga he's use to it,
It ain't but the raw edge bullshit!!]