Luyện nghe bài hát Really Raw

Uh, in world after one thing
Get ya money man, like ya uncle me
Haven't slept since, cause my dreams big
I aint even rich yet, so get up off my bitch
Oh shit haters the mist, on some g-shit
Low clip, pop gun, hot toast, shit
You a noodle drip, watch a shark eat the fish
Ever piranha, it's like the movie jaws again
a n-gga barbershop, chop his top, head gone
Too fly, strong, nick name, gold bones
What the you boys want
Roll on you like a
Talk behind a n-gga but muthaf-cka don't you point

KFC by the bucket, thats raw
AK's you tuck it, thats really raw
Watching on the iPad, thats really raw
with the wide baggage, really raw

It's raw from the crippers, pyru's and strippers
Homie, you could tip her, but I get her
Harder than I did her, same sh-t, get no
Aint no fun if the homies hit it
Bitches, ice heart make you shiver
I got the flow, make summer winter
raw cheese stick made up in Philly
I come in peace a hippy
Piece on my chain, grandma say that
The new car, retard, Timmy
porno's on the ipad, illy
Tryna my style, don't get dizzy muthaf-cka what you know 'bout

Jerseys the stealers, thats really raw
20 n-ggas on four wheelers, thats raw
Going green, thats so cool, really raw
My jacket like jet fuel, it's killing y'all

Just a '77 baby blue cadillac
Run it down, set it off, let it off, get
Diss this twist, is one of my flavas
Guerilla's, lions and tigers, they all of my
Swinging from a vine, step in my limelight
My kids and my and my life got my mind right
Now, do you do when they spray with the AK
Retaliate n-gga cause ya life of melee
We got the heat for the street, let me that
Ya boy talkin like we know
Blast pass with the forks, no you rollin' the locusts
Been the pimpest and the hippest and I've been the dopest
my style

Louie bags you can't order, really raw
Miami cribs on blue water, really raw
Blood the game redder, thats really raw
N-gga we hot Mayweather, it's killin' y'all
P stand for Pacqiauo

nas
I'm more raw than red snapper in the pacific
More raw than the brick as soon as you it open
Talkin', the smokin,
Talkin' the pots
I got the on deck but not muffins
My glock in my Levi's
My on the buttersoft leather, (2012)
four door Porsche
My named Porsche
They two in the same, my stick game is
Monday night raw, got n-ggas in four locks
Hit the block YO, you would it was Fort locks
I don't rap for spots
I just f-ck as many bitches as I can and cop some more drops, raw

Gargling champagne, thats really raw
Classic frames, thats really raw
White and Jordan 3?s, thats really raw
Windmilling with them shits on, killin'
n-gga, raw