Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Dig It

It's Erick Sermon, no for those to guess y'all
I confess, y'all, when I spit the yes y'all
I gotcha, when that groove hit, no ya
the club up like Three 6 Mafia

I'm real, react when time to peel
Step, if you want it, come get it, come wid it, what the
Yo dog, I roll tight in my Lincoln
With black frame, grey interior with the grain

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

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

We three the hard way, like little Jamal's face
You offers, I walk through your without no parlay
Or permits, your white picket fence
I'm the hood, keepin' it tinsel, 17 inch

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

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

Ay yo, the three of us is incredible
Like a miracle, finally I get to it up a few decimals
Unquestionable, to the mental
Not that happy dappy shit you're use to

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

Oh yeah, I heard your new is garbage
Bastard, like you just stepped out of a casket
I get stupid, dumb, illiterate when I'm it
Real legitimate, bitches gettin'

In nineteen hundred and ninety
We gonna set a whole lotta different shit
You suckas, no good, insecure barnyard
rat eatin' motherfuckers