Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Believe It

[Styles P & talking]
What up (testing one, two, three)
What up Kon (hey music)
Let's go (can you it)

(1st Verse) P
Fresh white tee, fresh car walls, hood niggas look like stars
Jewelry drip, fresh white airs, mommy shake it up keep your ass right (ohh, can you believe it?)
My man got liquor and my cup's right here, I can smell smoke pass the dutch here
Nigga pass that, Capri pants with the waist cut off, I wanna smash (ohh, can you believe it?)
Party ran pack, mingling baby, and I can LL shit, you jingling
Back your ass up, I'm a start tingling baby, we can have more fun fingerling baby (yea, can you believe it?)
We can hit the club with a and a dub with it, nigga don't cuff it if you ain't in love with it
Matter fact let your bruh(bro) get it, please don't hate cause at least you can say you was it

(Chorus)
Can you believe it? Take a lil break and get off the streets, clear my mind from the I see
In a world full of smoke, contact from the weed, when it really dawned on me
I'm a be here for life, i never gonna leave, the ghetto is all that I know
It's another day in the hood my nigga laying back trying get this dough
yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep ohhhh
Bad little with their booty on swoll trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say ohhhhh, let me you say ohhhhh ohhh
Can you It?

(2nd Verse) P
Big ass truck, brand new rims, top Yankee, tanned out Tims
Bracelet, chain, fronts bob thin, new tattoos, new shoes (hey, can you believe it?)
Gucci, Ermays, do that too, wanna feel the breeze get a new coupe
Nigga drop the top, come thru the hood, put a on your three or your foul line shot (ooh. oohh, ohh can you believe it?)
Linen outfits all in the bus cause of us could see a summer without trips (none of us can see it)
Mad hops so the little boys might you but they all act good at the hood barbeque

(Chorus)
Can you believe it? Get a and get off the streets, clear my mind from the sh*t I see
In a world full of smoke, attack from the weed, that's it really bond on me
I'm a be here for life, gonna leave, the ghetto is all that I know
It's just another day in the hood my nigga laying back trying get dough
yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club and you how we roll, squad deep like ohhhh
Bad little bitch*s with booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta
Let me you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhhh
Can you It?

(3rd Verse) P
tournament, pitbull pups
Ladies in the club poring in cups
in the jail calling home on the phone (cause they locked up)
But you still to act like ain't sh*t enough
Mad sieves in the park, mad fights in the niggas talk how they run every night from the narcs
Aside from the light to the dark then the dark to the light, I wanna smoke but I could for my life

(Last Verse)
Can you believe it? I've done spent ten again, her bend again, dancing for many men
Tell me have ever about getting in, a room full of convicts and D Block militants
We'll show you the time of your life, you can occupy my side
you to the street life, watch you fall in love after just one night
Ohhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, squad deep like
Bad little with their booty on score trying to beat like whoaaaa
Know your ass it cause its outta control
Let me you say ohhhhh, let me hear you say ohhhhh ohhhh
Can you It?

[Styles P & talking]
Can you believe It? (Can you It? )
John, Akon, S.P. the ghost
Feel we trying to do (Can you believe It? )
Can you It (Can you believe It? )