Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Footage

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

[marlon
Yo, runnin life with pharaohs in babylon
Like serial killers, I'm on some they be on
Hidin' out in
with the intercom
Niggas is wild to see the sinister on
Money maffia
[? ? ? ] and [? ? ? ? ]
til get wise on ya
your face move to bosnia

With jamal's shape on
And make-up on
Talkin' to liz
Marlon brando at the table the large cat
Holdin' a raw
Vietnamese hat
Smellin' sex in the
with death threats
Tryin' to stop my
holes in my left chest
Marlon, harlem
Ballin' with
Plan's - enough to shake kuwait squadrons
sergeant - you get kissed on both cheeks
Welcome to the family - if not then where you wan'
We in the al capone suite - la 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!

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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 want is 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 are?
You the a-team or is you hatin' like they are?
Fuck em all - red my rings, dread my
Dead my flings - cop ? and my wings
See, life's a bitch and I hit er for one
Long-dick her til I her sing
ch-ching!
Busta bus' made it to me
Rob a club, put hands where my eyes can see
Leave em
Nigga outsmart me? I the one you can smart-out
And that box you layin' in, nigga? it's where you a part out
Nigga, eat heart out
Either or hold it
All you hearin' is them thief motherfuckers, yo stole it

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[king
Yeah - it's that steel bird nigga - king 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 up, so we can get this cake up
we can break up
And hold so much we take space up
Stay
Mad hoes stay fucked - say
I'm in y'all niggas face like make-up
Straight up - we can til we see allah
Or take it to the fdr til one of us wrecks car
A matter of fact, we can on the traintracks
And the loser flat and get his frame smacked
your name, black?
Most niggas me selfish
but when I get this grape eight with purple thongs, call me
the type did a perp' with your wife
On with dirtbikes
No shirts, ice
Word life - so hot I could
Chain glow - like sunshowers, so it's bright the ice rainbow(bling!)
is wired like phone poles
Instead of blows
They let go
And duck
And low-pro
In the next
til jake see em in the with eight in they chest-plate
Niggas test weight when you play they hood like it's all
Start like suge and your dashboard's all wood
18 inch
And boys switch cars
Like stars
liquor in strip bars
Puffin'
You won't get far - fore stop you
Watch you, bop through on a late night and pop you(bow!)
they shot you and celebrate
Make their props elevate - from featherweight to
I know cats that talk with they closed like garfield
Speak on steel
That'll make you cartwheel over the
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 revolve around
On the streets you was a king one team
Now you're in a praying to the unseen
Drag queen - murderous thugs and schemes
Gettin' your back torn out with loud
While I'm on the scene with and nice things
compares to the heat my gat' bring
Swervin' - black suburban. in turban
Puttin' work in - pop charts plus the
Niggas love it - hear my shit and wanna it
y'all niggas goin' to war, tryin' to slug it
Sporty - iron sheiks and ski beats
Go together - dimes and silk sheets
Still - daishiki get left leaky
Who you wit? shit wit' [? ? ? ? ? ]
- q.b. - el-khadafi
Holdin' 89s in a drop three
Yeah - (who you wit? ) - iron sheiks, sporty thievs, niggas know