Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Dig It

Uh, yeah up?

I know wanna take me down
I know wanna see me get clowned
I know y'all take my sound
And put a like me in the lost and found

But I to fade I'll stay this way
Spreadin' venom in the mic I'm old and gray
And now niggaz attack me
Flip flop and me

But you's a mackey
I'll starch your ass like some
Your shit is tacky and you better the backwoods
Me and my crew will use CD for a hackey sack

Imagine and it shouldn't be hard
'Cause your ain't large
And you wanna make all the with crowbars
Can you dig it? When can save it

Shock ass like a phaser
Burn and cut like a
you, with this flava
I run with a pack of tennis playas

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

The first law of age is called
That's why I'm deadly on
And it's to my basic instinct
That all wack mcs extinct

Because we on the or, should I say the edge
Like a schizophrenic with personalities walkin' on a ledge
Then you can't see the 'cause it's blocked
By the and the red

U.f.o.s and ass hoes
Waist deep in the shit, it's still smellin' a rose
And I you want me to play superstar
And when I see you on the act like I don't know who you are

So, you can run back and tell that but I won't do
So, fool you can chew that to all mcs you better beware
I conjurin' up forces way back in my lair
And my don't scare and we don't care, we act, we wear, I swear

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

It's the thrilla straight outta Compton, not
Got a choke on the mic like I was M.C. gorilla
Take this to the for real a
Don't you try to steal a

Like aids this shit came gin a
Might up your Liva
Call me pharaoh I'm floatin' bustas up the river
When I deliver make your sister and your grandma

Top feelin' rakin' up the scrilla
Kickin' in my easy chair sippin' on some henna
Exol 'cause my whole crew is
And fools always tryin' to fix shit ain't broken

I'm down with pixies so you don't see me
So, grab everyone in your crew and disappear a genie
Never said I was the but I ain't the one to be testin'
Cross the line and in pieces be destined

stop, get it, get it
'Cause I blow up the every time
I the mic and hit it, hit it

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?