Luyện nghe bài hát Raw Edge Bullshit

Sicx (with lynch):
Take a nigga like lynch goin' head up with the bullshit, with tha
(while my niggas loaded off st. idez)
Never let a go jailbait,
The bounty fuck so wieghts, he don't trip off a my state
Lynch'll be that nigga that and greets'em,
Punks y'all will be the one that feeds ya.

Brotha lynch
We a drank, and let'em try to act grown
the 40 gone, to the head, so it's on....

To the crib, forget the fuckin shot,
30 bucks for a nut in a bitch, I not
And even if ya muthaphukkin grows phat, if I was you,
I'd say I use to pay for the fuckin claps,
That the little bitch ya,
But never learn, split ya fuckin dick perm

Brotha lynch (with sicx):
Niggas on the triple bout it broke ass bitch, whos in it
(the sicx), and brotha lynch hung, we let a....
(bitch), be a (bitch), till use to it,
It ain't nothin but some raw bullshit...

Chorus:(2x)

Hahaha bitch you still miss
Ya don't stop, ya average everyday straight proper bitch

lynch (with sicx):
Lynch, it up smooth, the lynch with the muthaphukkin roll
Triple to the , (sicx, with the muthaphukkin dough)
And every bitch wanna slang this,
And to the bounce so don't grind no slang,
Brotha lynch hung, bitch I take it no mo',
Put ya titties in the of the doe then open up slow
And everything where I left it, you can be mad,
dick and accept it.

I got a nut for a bitch, who be a who found one,
Same fuckin with the hand job...

Brotha lynch
Call me the lynch hung,
let'em out the house,
Never let'em off the dick, you don't wsup?
let'em off the bitch,
Dont try and roll a sicx....

Get the and go!
The bounties on the game,
A hand full of 10's and a pocket of cocaine,
But my dimes too small, so im'a grab my
And go for the brall,
A young ass wit a ol' man roll,
The gauges up 'cause the grinds too slow,
Still hittin with the tre and the 4,
The in the door with my nine held low,
The creek loadin'em up,
Muthaphukkas know wsup,
look up punk! blam!
A nine for ya that are use to it,
It ain't nothin but some raw bullshit...

(2x)

Hahaha slum bitch you still
Ya don't stop, just ya average everyday proper bitch

lynch hung (with sicx):
True with the brotha, (fuck'em all)
To the raw bullshit,
on the same ol' trip,
About the ol' bitch,
me and triple sicx,
Bound to make a everyother week,
Now nigga got beef punk you a bitch(bitch, too)!

Hit ya too hard the raw edge bullshit,
Steady with the triple sicx,
all I'm a creek thrilla,
Load'em up nigga killa,
niggas with the cemy to the woomb,
Break'em and send'em bitchin, lynch!...

lynch hung (simaltaniously; sicx)
I got the triple lynch, triple sicx,
Let a be a...
(bitch he's use to it,
It ain't nothin but raw edge bullshit),
And to ya niggas a black god,
tell'em why.....
"everybodys gotta live life...? "

Sicx (with brotha lynch);
did it and the creek mob's,
(niggas knew wsup), hit'em the
last night...
Niggas on the same ol' ol' ,
up smooth, while the tens of crack,
Nickles with a moe,
(so it up for da), give it up for the endangered,
To the creek, to the creek mob, (and we no stranger),
For the fact that a young black gotta go awol,
(rush'em wit lead we back'em to the wall),
[let a be a nigga till he's use to it,
It ain't nothin but the raw bullshit!!]