Luyện nghe bài hát Raw

Look dog, you will shine,
you come up with some better lines,
And use own flow instead of mine.
So of rhyme,
You should go to the cemetary and dig your own up ahead of time.
You wanna cop some Jordans? I got the kind.
The bugs bunny straps n the pat leather kind.
I be on ? where the pipers is,
'Cus i be baggin up in this piper crib,
Makin' dimes 20's twice as big.
Man fluffy like pillows, put you right to bed.
Most of the real killers doin' or dead.
I could fight but i'll hit you with the instead.
Or put that red on ya head,
and have led out the toaster like a slice of bread.
I can handle gats, Im on fire candle wax,
My pockets lumped like backs.
I got crack and packs of daddy,
If you a pothead or fiend scream at me!
And full is the team daddy,
You tryin' to get a sixteen then scream at me!
N*gga!

Ayo, the fam get chu backhand,
I rap man but i clap the gat jam.
And im a gat man, put tha mac wit the to ya earlobe,
You sniff scarecrows.
You can't Cass cus i make cash,
and i take cash, need to take baths.
I laugh at you ass n*ggas,
Lil' thirty dollar jersey ass n*ggas.
You a bum cus you dumb b*tch,
and the pot come, you don't get a crumb b*tch.
You sound real fake on mixtapes,
Screamin' how you get cake 'cus you weight. (nah n*gga)
You tell jokes, you don't coke,
You wanna roast 'L's n inhale smoke.
You broke, be of yourself,
Get on ya and squeeze that thing on yourself!
I split if a youngin' get grown,
I crome, keep the piece on the hipbone. (homez)
I spit dope wanna get poked?
I get coke from a on a fish boat.
I hug blocks and you not a 'ock,
But you dont get the till u get a mugshot.
If you a man, you a dead man,
I put led in man on ya headband.
'Cus i work, put in dumb work,
Slum work, and im nice the gun work.
Man my gun 'cus im like monday,
through with the gun play.
Come a back street with tha lil' wack jeep,
and imma heat and put ya brains on the back seat!
You cats is and aint my cup of tea,
Imma fuckin' G and Cass stay free!