Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Footage

Yo, raw footage
Uncut like four
stealin and killin and ball til the law book us
We [? ? ? ? ? ] [? ? ? ? ? ] like
to y'all crookers
Like
knockin' if y'all wit' us

[marlon
Yo, through life with pharaohs in babylon
serial killers, I'm on some shit they be on
Hidin' out in
with the intercom
Niggas is john to see the sinister on
Money like
[? ? ? ] and [? ? ? ? ]
til feds get on ya
Change face move to bosnia

With jamal's shape on
And make-up on
to liz claiborne
Marlon brando at the table the large cat
Holdin' a raw
Vietnamese hat
sex in the lex'
Contracts with death
Tryin' to my breath
With holes in my chest
Marlon, harlem
Ballin' with
Plan's complex - enough to shake kuwait
Cuban sergeant - you get on both cheeks
Welcome to the family - if not where you wan' eat?
We in the al capone suite - la and my bed lady
My sweaters crazy - 180 below the red avery
I'm to see dynasty
And nothin' stoppin me
private property
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 shake these demons me
When all I want is more cream master p
Big d-u-b, man never easy
Being a
me, play-er?
A million ways to eat - do you know what are?
You wit' the a-team or is you hatin' they are?
em all - red my rings, dread my stings
Dead my - cop ? and spread my wings
See, life's a and I hit er for one thing
Long-dick her til I hear her
ch-ching!
Busta bus' it clear to me
Rob a club, put your hands where my can see
em there
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 heart out
forfeit or hold it
All you hearin' is them thief motherfuckers, yo they it

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[king
Yeah - it's steel bird nigga - king kirk ass nigga - 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
Around?

Niggas wake up, so we can get cake up
Sums we can up
And so much weight we take space up
truck
Mad hoes fucked - say what?
I'm in bitch 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 on the traintracks
And the loser lays flat and get his smacked
what's your name,
Most call me selfish
but when I get this grape with purple thongs, call me welch's
Kirk's the did a perp' with your wife
On with dirtbikes
No shirts, ice
life - so hot I could flame-throw
Chain - like sunshowers, so when it's bright the ice rainbow(bling!)
Cats is wired like phone
Instead of blows
let chrome go
And duck
And play
In the state
til jake see em in the lake eight in they chest-plate
test weight when you play they hood like it's all good
Start blowin' like and your dashboard's all wood
18 inch
And your boys switch
Like rich
liquor in strip bars
Puffin'
You won't get far - fore they you
Watch you, then bop through on a night and pop you(bow!)
Brag they you and celebrate
their props elevate - from featherweight to heavyweight
I know cats that talk with they mouths closed like
Speak on steel
That'll make you cartwheel over the
Cut, cut, cut, cut!
can't fuck around, cut, cut!

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