Luyện nghe bài hát Really Raw

Uh, in this world one thing
Get ya money man, like ya told me
slept since, cause my dreams real 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, noodle
You a little noodle drip, watch a eat the fish
Ever seen piranha, it's the movie jaws again
Leave a n-gga barbershop, chop his top, gone
Too fly, strong, nick name, gold bones
What the f-ck you want
Roll on you like a
Talk behind a back but muthaf-cka don't you point

KFC by the bucket, thats raw
you can't tuck it, thats really raw
Watching on the iPad, thats really raw
with the wide baggage, really raw

It's that raw from the crippers, pyru's and
Homie, you could tip her, but I get her
Harder I did her, same sh-t, get no different
no fun if the homies can't hit it
Bitches, ice cold heart you shiver
I got the flow, summer turn winter
Ch-ch-chilly raw cheese made up in Philly
I come in peace like a
Piece on my chain, grandma say silly
The new car, retard, Timmy
Watching on the ipad, illy
Tryna follow my style, don't get dizzy muthaf-cka what you know

Jerseys with the stealers, really raw
20 on four wheelers, thats really raw
Going green, thats so cool, really raw
My jacket smell like jet fuel, killing y'all

Just bought a '77 blue cadillac
Run it down, set it off, let it off, get
Diss twist, this is one of my flavas
Guerilla's, lions and tigers, they all of my
Swinging from a vine, like step in my
My kids and my wife and my got my mind right
Now, what do you do when they with the AK
n-gga cause ya life full of melee
We got the heat for the street, let me dough
Ya boy talkin like we don't
pass with the forks, no you rollin' with the locusts
Been the pimpest and the and I've always been the dopest
my style

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

nas
I'm more raw than red snapper in the pacific
raw than the brick as soon as you split it open
Talkin', the smokin,
Talkin' the bubbling
I got the on deck but not muffins
My stuffed in my Levi's
My levis on the leather, (2012)
Panamera door Porsche
My chick Porsche
They two in the same, my stick game is
Monday night raw, got n-ggas in figure locks
Hit the block YO, you would it was Fort locks
I rap for Billboard spots
I just wanna as many bitches as I can and cop some more drops, raw

Gargling with champagne, thats raw
Classic millionaire frames, really raw
tee's and Jordan 3?s, thats really raw
Windmilling with them on, killin' y'all
n-gga, raw