Luyện nghe bài hát Real Raw

How many know funk is? Raise your hands
You ready for this

I can get real raw, plus my is hardcore
I'm Craig Mack comin' in at backdoor
My rhymes hit hard, no games ping pong
I'm strong, like who Kong!

I'm flexin' what's in my funk track erection
My get the kicks like the Chinese connection
Like Damien the son, I won't run
I never ran, fryin' MC's the Sudan

Mack is like a loaded four-five
Mothers get welfare, fathers won't
Yo, who can get as fierce can get? Get set
I'm ready, to eat MC's like

The C R A I G is back
I've blown the world well known, the got it sewn
Zoom zoom, zoom za-zoom za-zoom
Three of waiting, now here comes kaboom

off the steel kid, let me get my dough
You're real slow, get the dick a homo
Got the name, no games, the
I'm real raw, plus my style is

I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, my style is hardcore

Service with the style, freak a smile
I'm crazier than ever, please my lever
Ooh, I wait, I'm paid, I see him
on my jock, a G for per diem

MC's that are down, please down
Mack for President! Fuck around
My nature's to ya, my style of MC'in
To and crush I bust every human bein'

Dig it, I'm but one rule, don't act fool
My four-fifth's a tool, I aim
Hey, it down, quiet, I'm speakin'
Unique technique and that I am freakin'

Peakin', speakin' a deacon or a pastor
The master, baby, death, G?
Let's get back to the with judicial
Weepin' willow, grab a pillow I have to diss you

I'm concrete, hard as the streets like
Leavin' heads bleedin', in amazement
with more ups than Alcindor
I'll bend ya, you're tender, agenda

I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
(Yeah, check out)

I in a hospital, insane
Life lane on the brain like Bruce Wayne
I telltale won't fail or get
'Cause I'm stuck like Braille as I on a 3rd rail

my grandson, not so handsome
I'm grotesque, fuck it, girls still rub my
I'm G with James Brown, "Give it Up or Me Loose"
I'm terror on the red lines, phonin' Zeus

Craig Mack's the brother that at random
MC's I slammed 'em 'cause I'm fat as Ralph
Ras, claat, boy I kill ya
MC's I'm a thriller here to Manilla

Lay down, but facts, jacks
The blackjack ace to the max
Relax, this is just wax on my
More on my shoulder than the chips made by Pringle

So how do you figure? I'm stronger your liquor
Irish Rose, huh, strike a pose
I'm death to an MC, below Jack Dempsey
A shark feedin' frenzy on that tempt me

One score for the war, see ya
I'm raw, plus my style is hardcore

I can get raw, plus my style is
I can get real raw, plus my style is
I'm real raw, plus my is hardcore
I'm raw, plus my style is hardcore