Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Footage

Yo, it's raw
Uncut four hookers
We're stealin and killin and ball til the law us
We [? ? ? ? ? ] your [? ? ? ? ? ]
to y'all crookers
Like
Keep knockin' if y'all us

[marlon
Yo, runnin through life pharaohs in babylon
Like serial killers, I'm on shit they be on
Hidin' out in
House with the
is wild john to see the sinister on
Money maffia
[? ? ? ] and [? ? ? ? ]
til feds get on ya
Change your face to bosnia

With girl's shape on
And make-up on
Talkin' to liz
brando at the table with the large cat
Holdin' a raw
straw hat
Smellin' sex in the
with death threats
Tryin' to my breath
With holes in my left
Marlon, harlem
Ballin' nicaraguans
Plan's - enough to shake kuwait squadrons
sergeant - you get kissed on both cheeks
Welcome to the family - if not where you wan' eat?
We in the al capone - la fam' and my bed lady
My sweaters shed - 180 below the red avery
I'm tryin' to see
And ain't nothin' me
From private
With the roof on top of me
Cut, cut!

x2

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

it -
It's hard to shake these after me
When all I want is more cream than p
Big d-u-b, man it's never
a c-z-a-r
Feel me,
A million ways to eat - do you know they are?
You wit' the a-team or is you hatin' like they
Fuck em all - red my rings, my stings
Dead my - cop ? and spread my wings
See, life's a bitch and I hit er for one
Long-dick her til I hear her
ch-ching!
Busta bus' made it to me
Rob a club, put your where my eyes can see
Leave em
Nigga outsmart me? I the one you can smart-out
And that box you layin' in, nigga? where you left a part out
Nigga, eat your out
forfeit or hold it
All you hearin' is thief motherfuckers, yo they stole it

x2

[king
Yeah - it's that steel bird nigga - king kirk ass nigga - sporty 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 wake up, so we can get cake up
we can break up
And hold so much weight we space up
truck
Mad hoes stay - say what?
I'm in y'all bitch niggas like make-up
up - we can spar til we see allah
Or take it to the fdr til one of us they car
A of fact, we can scrap on the traintracks
And the lays flat and get his frame smacked
what's your name,
Most niggas me selfish
but when I get this eight with purple thongs, call me welch's
Kirk's the type did a perp' your wife
On turnpikes with
No shirts, ice
life - so hot I could flame-throw
Chain glow - like sunshowers, so when it's the ice rainbow(bling!)
Cats is wired phone poles
Instead of throwin'
They let go
And duck
And play
In the state
til jake see em in the lake eight in they chest-plate
Niggas test weight when you play they hood it's all good
Start blowin' suge and your dashboard's all wood
Rims 18
And your switch cars
Like rich
liquor in strip bars
Puffin'
You won't get far - they stop you
Watch you, then bop through on a night and pop you(bow!)
Brag shot you and celebrate
their props elevate - from featherweight to heavyweight
I know cats that talk with mouths closed like garfield
Speak on steel
make you cartwheel over the guard-rail
Cut, cut, cut, cut!
Niggas can't around, cut, cut!

x2

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