Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Footage

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

[marlon
Yo, runnin through with pharaohs in babylon
Like serial killers, I'm on some shit be on
out in lebanon
House with the
Niggas is wild to see the sinister on
Money like
[? ? ? ] and [? ? ? ? ]
til feds get on ya
your face move to bosnia

With girl's shape on
And make-up on
Talkin' to liz
Marlon 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
complex - enough to shake kuwait squadrons
Cuban sergeant - you get kissed on both
to the family - if not then where you wan' eat?
We in the al capone suite - la fam' and my bed
My sweaters crazy - 180 below the red avery
I'm to see dynasty
And ain't nothin' me
private property
With the glass on top of me
Cut, cut!

x2

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

it -
It's hard to shake demons after me
When all I want is cream than master p
Big d-u-b, man it's never
Being a
Feel me,
A million ways to eat - do you what they are?
You the a-team or is you hatin' like they are?
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 her sing
ch-ching!
Busta bus' it clear to me
Rob a club, put your hands where my can see
Leave em
Nigga me? I ain't the one you can smart-out
And that box you in, nigga? it's where you left a part out
Nigga, eat your out
forfeit or hold it
All you hearin' is them thief motherfuckers, yo they it

x2

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

Niggas wake up, so we can get cake up
Sums we can up
And hold so much we take space up
truck
Mad hoes fucked - say what?
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 of fact, we can scrap on the traintracks
And the loser lays flat and get his frame
your name, black?
Most call me selfish
but when I get this grape eight with purple thongs, me welch's
Kirk's the type did a perp' your wife
On turnpikes with
No shirts, ice
Word - 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 blows
They let go
And po-po
And low-pro
In the next
til jake see em in the lake eight in they chest-plate
Niggas test weight you play they hood like it's all good
Start blowin' like and your dashboard's all wood
Rims 18
And your switch cars
rich stars
Drinkin' liquor in strip
cigars
You get far - fore they stop you
you, then bop through on a late night and pop you(bow!)
Brag they shot you and
their props elevate - from featherweight to heavyweight
I know cats that talk with mouths closed like garfield
Speak on steel
That'll make you over the guard-rail
Cut, cut, cut, cut!
can't fuck around, cut, cut!

x2

[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 in a cell praying to the unseen
Drag - murderous thugs and foul schemes
Gettin' your back torn out with screams
While I'm on the scene with rings and things
Nothing compares to the heat my gat'
- black suburban. wrapped in turban
Puttin' in - pop charts plus the urban
Niggas it - hear my shit and wanna thug it
Have y'all niggas to war, tryin' to slug it
Sporty thievs - iron sheiks and ski
Go together - like dimes and sheets
Still - daishiki get left leaky
Who you thug shit wit' [? ? ? ? ? ]
Mahdi - q.b. -
Holdin' plastic 89s in a three
Yeah - (who you wit? ) - iron sheiks, sporty thievs, niggas know