Luyện nghe bài hát Raw

La la la la la
La la la la la

1]
Bow! Bow!
I came through the door with the raw Martin superstar status
Everything stellar, with some bad and some ex-drug sellers
Niggas jealous, we in this joint like Bob Marley and The Wailers
She wanna pick, bitch dont be so over zealous
Go to the bar to get like a propeller
The bar name is Stella
Im so appalled like McCartney, you record me
Am I really Hardly, Im here to party
One of yall to give me body like
Niggas in the corner that ree-fa
Seen a girl she had bottom like a
Wanna put some hands on her like a
Hmmmm! let me take my time
She ordered Bacardi, getting in the limelight
that ass cause I got hindsight
She was lit shining bright in a fit was tight
Bout to get that invite to a night Egypt
She said You rap? Yea
Im kicking it, spending this rap money

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Feels so
I touch somebody
So go, go
feel you close, keep touching

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La la la la la, how you it

2]
She was all couture, in a Tom
Security guard let me in Im lord
Of finesse, the under, the rings, the
Code is to always fresh
Aware of a chest cause I stay
She was extra cold, Im to de-congest
This nigga next to us was and made a mess
Knocking over bar stools, I hoped he carpooled
Im locked into my mood, Long as dont disturb my groove
I wont have to it back to high school
Rewind! No need to take me in time
Keep my on the grind and the great feline
Cause in front of me is this behind
Up north shes thick, down south fine
Tuned in to what Im
Im so when Im pursuing
The ladies, the ladies, a soldier of love Sade
So in love to this lady when this nigga tried to me
Saw me talking to slim and started acting
Dude got foul like in the 80s
Uh, uh, uh! You dont test this yo
You never who got a check up in the disco
You Hollywood. Nah nigga, Im
So I his head with a motherfucking bottle

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