Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Dig It

It's Erick Sermon, no need for those to y'all
I confess, y'all, when I spit the yiggy yes
I gotcha, when groove hit, no stoppin' ya
Tear the club up like Three 6

I'm real, react when it's to peel
Step, if you it, come get it, come wid it, what the deal?
Yo dog, I tight in my stinkin' Lincoln
black frame, grey interior with the wood grain

And two stash boxes, for the and guns
I own an UZI, but my 9 weights a ton
Kid, we be the mos' deffest, no squad can us
We takin' the measures to fulfill the pleasures

When I turn one hundred and eight, wrinkles in my face
My name will still be in debates who was great
I make you tie your two times when I create
when I begin to get slick, I sweat Quaker State

We three the hard way, tight like Jamal's face
You offers, I walk through your church no parlay
Or permits, fuck your white fence
I'm the hood, keepin' it tinsel, 17 inch

I'm strictly convinced, puss
Flippin' crack, save I keep my money stacked
Ghetto style, order it now, no refunds
I'm like a with jums

I move crack fiends with different
Even technicians can't repair the mic I on
I'm too underground to dance with that shit on
Callin' all cars, naah, call National Guards and
And their weapons better be big as

Ay yo, the three of us together is
Like a miracle, I get to move it up a few decimals
Unquestionable, to the mental
Not that happy dappy shit that use to

I got the skunky funky funk flow
For the glamorous, world of radio
And pimpin' dead, y'all niggas just scared
To smack a ho and make that get up out there

Oh yeah, I heard your new shit is
Bastard, lookin' you just stepped out of a casket
I get stupid, dumb, when I'm killin' it
Real legitimate, gettin' intimate

In nineteen hundred and eight
We gonna set a whole lotta different straight
You suckas, no good, insecure back
Sewer rat motherfuckers