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 spit the yiggy yes
I gotcha, when that groove hit, no ya
Tear the club up like Three 6

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got the skunky illest funk flow
For the glamorous, scandalous world of
And pimpin' ain't dead, niggas just scared
To a ho and make that tramp get up out there

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

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