Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Footage

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

[marlon
Yo, runnin 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 get wise on ya
Change face move to bosnia

With jamal's girl's on
And more on
Talkin' to liz
Marlon brando at the table the large cat
a raw pack
Vietnamese hat
Smellin' sex in the
Contracts death threats
Tryin' to stop my
With holes in my chest
Marlon, crazy
with nicaraguans
Plan's complex - enough to shake squadrons
Cuban sergeant - you get on both cheeks
Welcome to the family - if not then where you eat?
We in the al capone - la fam' and my bed lady
My shed crazy - 180 below the red avery
I'm to see dynasty
And ain't stoppin me
From property
With the glass on top of me
Cut, cut!

x2

[big
Uh, uh, raw footage nigga, 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 more 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 they are?
You wit' the or is you hatin' like they are?
em all - red my rings, dread my stings
Dead my - cop ? and spread my wings
See, life's a bitch and I hit er for one
her til I hear her sing
ch-ching!
Busta bus' it clear to me
Rob a club, put your hands where my can see
em there
Nigga me? I ain't the one you can smart-out
And box you layin' in, nigga? it's where you left a part out
Nigga, eat your out
forfeit or hold it
All you hearin' is them motherfuckers, yo they stole it

x2

[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
Around?

Niggas wake up, so we can get this up
Sums we can up
And so much weight we take space up
Stay
Mad hoes stay fucked - say
I'm in y'all bitch niggas face make-up
Straight up - we can 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 grape eight with thongs, call me welch's
Kirk's the type did a with your wife
On turnpikes dirtbikes
No shirts, ice
Word - so hot I could flame-throw
Chain glow - sunshowers, so when it's bright the ice rainbow(bling!)
Cats is wired like phone
of throwin' 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
test weight when you play they hood like it's all good
Start blowin' like suge and your dashboard's all
18 inch
And boys switch cars
Like stars
liquor in strip bars
Puffin'
You won't get far - they stop you
Watch you, then bop on a late night and pop you(bow!)
Brag shot you and celebrate
Make their elevate - from featherweight to heavyweight
I know cats that talk with they closed like garfield
Speak on hard
That'll make you cartwheel 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 how the world revolve around cream
On the you was a king with one team
Now in a cell praying to the unseen
Drag queen - thugs and foul schemes
Gettin' back torn out with loud screams
While I'm on the with rings and nice things
Nothing to the heat my gat' bring
- black suburban. wrapped in turban
Puttin' in - pop charts plus the urban
love it - hear my shit and wanna thug it
Have y'all goin' to war, tryin' to slug it
Sporty - iron sheiks and ski beats
Go together - like and silk sheets
creep - daishiki get left leaky
Who you wit? thug wit' [? ? ? ? ? ]
- q.b. - el-khadafi
Holdin' plastic 89s in a drop
Yeah - (who you wit? ) - iron sheiks, sporty thievs, y'all know