Luyện nghe bài hát Real Raw

How many know what funk is? Raise your
You ready for this

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

I'm what's next in my funk track erection
My get the kicks like the Chinese connection
Like Damien the son, I won't run
I never ran, fryin' like the Sudan

Craig Mack is like a loaded
get welfare, fathers won't survive
Yo, who can get as fierce can get? Get set
I'm ready, to eat like spaghetti

The C R A I G is back
I've the world well known, the man's got it sewn
zoom zoom, zoom za-zoom za-zoom
Three years of waiting, now here kaboom

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

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

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

MC's that are down, please down
Craig Mack for President! Fuck
My to hate ya, my style of MC'in
To dust and crush I every human bein'

Dig it, I'm cool but one rule, act fool
My a tool, I have aim
Hey, hush it down, quiet, I'm
technique and style that I am freakin'

Peakin', speakin' like a deacon or a
The master, baby, death, G?
Let's get to the issue with judicial
Weepin' willow, a pillow 'fore I have to diss you

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

I can get real raw, plus my is hardcore
I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
I can get raw, plus my style is hardcore
I can get real raw, plus my is hardcore
(Yeah, this out)

I belong in a hospital,
Life fast lane on the like Bruce Wayne
I telltale fail or get stale
'Cause I'm stuck like Braille as I on a 3rd rail

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

Craig Mack's the brother that attacks at
MC's I slammed 'em 'cause I'm fat as Ralph
Ras, bumba claat, boy I ya
MC's I'm a thriller here to Manilla

Lay down, but facts, jacks
The ace to the beatdown max
Relax, this is wax on my single
chips on my shoulder than the chips made by Pringle

So how do you I'm stronger than your liquor
Wild Irish Rose, huh, strike a
I'm death to an MC, like Jack Dempsey
A shark feedin' frenzy on those tempt me

One more for the war, see ya
I'm real raw, plus my style is

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