Luyện nghe bài hát Brown Sugar (Raw)

Def (Talib Kweli)]
We here, we here, we (yes yes yes yes)
code (uh uh uh uh)
Yes, huh (hey)
We roll uh- you know (hey)
You know what it is (get your hand out my)
You what time it, uh
Black Star, on ma (yeah)
Now on ma (yeah)
on ma (uh)
And,

[Mos
Yo check it out, she got me mesmerized
With your hair and your fat ass WOW
over, feel your feet tap on the ground
Make a (nigga) back like "What's happenin now?"
he really promising the platinum, get down
You'll be it out, straight backin 'em down
With hand on your mouth
And baby girl, what's that all about?
You know the ave curves in the brow
On your job, all it out
I like how you purse, skirt, and the blouse
Around the way, comin straight out the
You laid on the couch
a cat just pause and be "Wow"

[Talib
Baby's body was
like my first kiss in the back of the flick
I have to insist, miss, that we for a bit
But your ass diss
Walkin all fast like you can't
I somebody to get passionate with
You just assume I be on that supermasculine (shit)
Crackin the whip just to shut you you and your lip
I just be my light and they be baskin in it
I go out dip trip on the tragically hit
Cosmopolitans on some fashionably (shit)
Black Star in the building and it be sick
BK smokin (nigga) pass me the (shit), what

Def, Talib Kweli, and background singers]
(what up)
You got it (come on ma)

You got it (come on ma)

You got it

Brown let me see you shake it out
(brown sugar baby)
Ha you got it (there you go)
(brown baby) you got it (work it out)
(brown baby) you got it (come on ma)
Brown let me see you shake it out

Kweli]
Yeah, this go out to the
Be for weeks to purchase a piece
I'm with my people hurtin to cease, curtains for peace
Certain keeps spurs to knees like I'm chirpin with Tweet
Rhymes sicker than the that flirt with his niece
Stop, the track lay in a hearse
We don't play, my man Kanye murdered the
Yo the rhymin's on me, coutesy of
(Ludacris) how I'm (Disturbin The Peace)

[Mos
Yeah, you ain't burnin the
Look at how we got 'em thiefed
Sipped on I get open Henny
Pen strollin on the track like Don
Or filmed on the Real
slow, no joke, one draw I kill y'all
How many yo do I got to tell y'all?
My next album boy I get off, it's real y'all
We big merger, you act like you the deal y'all
Brooklyn, stand up and let me y'all
sugar babe

[Talib

Nubian girls to this (whoo)
Star rock the whole metropolis
Brooklyn cats and you we pocket it
Black Star got the whole world it

[Mos
Stop, from the Ivy League
To the where the drama is
And keepin their ?? lit
Just shake it out and respond to
And all of it

[Mos Def, Kweli, and background singers)
(uh come on)
You got it (I said on)

You got it (yeah, yo, we come on)

You got it (brown lemme see you shake it out)
Stop (brown baby)
You got it
Stop (I come on)
You got it (look at you)

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
(huh yeah)
(come on ma)
(come on ma)

Stop (come on ma) (Black Star start it)
(come on ma) (02 y'all yeah)
(come on ma) (uh yeah)
(Black Star, shinin)
(yeah)
(haha yeah)
(haha yeah)
Stop (Mos Kweli, on)