Luyện nghe bài hát Real Raw

How know what funk is? Raise your hands
You ready for world?

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

I'm flexin' what's next in my funk erection
My licks get the kicks the Chinese connection
Like the Omen son, I won't run
I ran, fryin' MC's like the Sudan

Craig Mack is like a loaded
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 known, the man's got it sewn
Zoom zoom, zoom za-zoom za-zoom
Three years of waiting, now comes kaboom

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

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

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

MC's are down, please stay down
Craig Mack for President! around
My nature's to hate ya, my style of
To dust and crush I bust human bein'

Dig it, I'm cool but one rule, 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' like a deacon or a
The master, baby, death, G?
Let's get back to the issue with
Weepin' willow, grab a pillow 'fore I have to you

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

I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, my style is hardcore
I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
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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 as I walk on a 3rd rail

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

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, nothin' but facts,
The ace to the beatdown max
Relax, is just wax on my single
More chips on my than the chips made by Pringle

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

One more 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, my style is hardcore
I'm real raw, my style is hardcore