Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Footage

Yo, raw footage
Uncut like four
We're and killin and ball til the law book us
We [? ? ? ? ? ] your [? ? ? ? ? ]
Uh-oh to crookers
Like
Keep if y'all wit' us

brando]
Yo, runnin through life with pharaohs in
Like serial killers, I'm on shit they be on
out in lebanon
House the intercom
Niggas is wild to see the sinister on
like maffia
[? ? ? ] and [? ? ? ? ]
til get wise on ya
your face move to bosnia

With girl's shape on
And make-up on
to liz claiborne
Marlon brando at the table with the cat
a raw pack
Vietnamese hat
Smellin' sex in the
Contracts with threats
to stop my breath
With holes in my left
Marlon, harlem
Ballin' nicaraguans
Plan's complex - to shake kuwait squadrons
sergeant - you get kissed on both cheeks
Welcome to the family - if not then you wan' eat?
We in the al capone suite - la fam' and my bed
My sweaters shed crazy - 180 the red avery
I'm to see dynasty
And ain't nothin' me
From private
With the glass on top of me
Cut, cut!

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[big
Uh, uh, raw footage nigga, sporty thievs, big dubez, uh-huh, big dubez, it... uh oh!

it -
It's hard to these demons after me
When all I is more cream than master p
Big d-u-b, man it's easy
a c-z-a-r
Feel me,
A million ways to eat - do you know what they
You wit' the or is you hatin' like they are?
em all - red my rings, dread my stings
Dead my flings - cop ? and my wings
See, life's a and I hit er for one thing
Long-dick her til I her sing
ch-ching!
Busta bus' made it to me
Rob a club, put your where my eyes can see
em there
Nigga outsmart me? I ain't the one you can
And that box you layin' in, it's where you left a part out
Nigga, eat heart out
Either or hold it
All you hearin' is them motherfuckers, yo they stole it

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[king
Yeah - it's that steel bird nigga - king kirk ass - sporty thievs motherfuckers - yeah - y'all niggas is crazy, straight up - how we gon' do this? which one of y'all niggas think you can
you?

Niggas up, so we can get this cake up
we can break up
And hold so much we take space up
truck
Mad hoes stay fucked - say
I'm in y'all niggas face like make-up
Straight up - we can til we see allah
Or it to the fdr til one of us wrecks they car
A matter of fact, we can scrap on the
And the loser lays and get his frame smacked
what's name, black?
Most call me selfish
when I get this grape eight with purple thongs, call me welch's
Kirk's the type did a with your wife
On with dirtbikes
No shirts, ice
life - so hot I could flame-throw
Chain glow - like sunshowers, so when bright the ice rainbow(bling!)
Cats is wired like poles
of throwin' blows
They let go
And po-po
And play
In the state
til jake see em in the with eight in they chest-plate
Niggas test weight when you play they like it's all good
Start blowin' suge and your dashboard's all wood
Rims 18
And your boys switch
rich stars
Drinkin' in strip bars
Puffin'
You won't get far - fore stop you
you, then bop through on a late night and pop you(bow!)
Brag shot you and celebrate
Make their props - from featherweight to heavyweight
I know cats that talk with they mouths closed garfield
on hard steel
That'll you cartwheel over the guard-rail
Cut, cut, cut, cut!
Niggas can't around, cut, cut!

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[tragedy
Yeah, yeah...
thievs...
sheiks...
Q.b....
Yo, yo yo yo yo...
Yo, it's funny how the world around cream
On the you was a king with one team
Now you're in a cell to the unseen
Drag queen - murderous and foul schemes
Gettin' back torn out with loud screams
While I'm on the scene with rings and nice
Nothing compares to the heat my gat'
Swervin' - black suburban. in turban
Puttin' in - pop charts plus the urban
Niggas love it - hear my and wanna thug it
Have y'all niggas goin' to war, tryin' to it
Sporty thievs - iron and ski beats
Go together - like dimes and sheets
Still creep - get left leaky
Who you wit? thug shit [? ? ? ? ? ]
- q.b. - el-khadafi
Holdin' plastic 89s in a drop
Yeah - (who you wit? ) - iron sheiks, thievs, y'all niggas know