Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Dig It

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

I'm real, react when it's time to
Step, if you it, come get it, come wid it, what the deal?
Yo dog, I tight in my stinkin' Lincoln
With black frame, grey interior 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 deffest, no squad can catch us
We the drastic measures to fulfill the pleasures

When I turn one and eight, with wrinkles in my face
My will still be in debates about who was great
I make you tie your lace two times when I
'Cause when I begin to get slick, I sweat Quaker

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

I'm strictly convinced, y'all
crack, save that I keep my money stacked
Ghetto diplomat style, order it now, no
I'm a clib with jums

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

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

I got the skunky funky illest flow
For the glamorous, scandalous of radio
And pimpin' ain't dead, y'all niggas just
To smack a ho and make tramp get up out there

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

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