Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Dig It?

Can I get you
'S'mofo butter layin' me to da' BONE! me up... tight me!
I'm sorry, I understand
say 'e can't HANG!
Oh, stewardess! I jive
Oh,
hang loose, blood.
She gonna catch ya up on da rebound on da med
What it is, big
My mama no no dummies. I dug her rap!
Cut me slack, Jack!
don' want no help, chump don't GET da help!
Say 'e hang, say seven up!
Jive-ass dude don't got no anyhow! Shiiiiit

I got my bell bottoms on my cherry incense
My tailor-made slacks with the print
My afro pick with the black
I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Kung Fu
shoes out the mother ship
Talk shit, swallow, spit, I'm a
Whitewalls and a black coat
my bread sucka?
Grab ya by the
all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick
Militant, don't me Cassius
Dashiki, I got to be the
I'm Isaac with a switchblade
I'm Allen Rippy, come fuck with me
I'm tryna tell ya, "Young blood, best respect your elders"
on

I'm comin' from the 70s
Super fly in my and my leather P's
I'm straight from the 70s
Super fly in my and my leather P's

I'm comin' straight the 70s
Old school playa, what they tellin' me
Can you dig it?
I'm comin' straight the 70s
Old school playa, fuck what they me

parties, pop-lockin' and pickin'
Starter jackets, got my Jheri drippin'
Gangbangin', yeah, Bloodin' and
Forty ounce sippin', '64
No shoe strings, nigga, say
I'm Magic Johnson, you Larry
The day they up a rocket,
I was at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
up
Michael vs. Prince
Atari 26 hundred, I don' it
See fat gold chain? Nigga, run it
I got my jimmy hat on 'cause I want it
Mike Tyson, who's my
Quick as Lewis, be back in a moment
I won't shoot ya, nigga, I might nuke you,
In my DeLorean, to the Future, nigga

I'm comin' from the 80s
my Jheri curl and my Mercedes
I'm straight from the 80s
my Jheri curl and my Mercedes
up
I'm comin' straight the 80s
With my fat gold chain for the
I'm comin' from the 80s
With my fat chain for the ladies

Man, you know I'm sportin'
A haircut, everything Jordan
That's right, a nigga played on the team
I had to let 'em know that a G Thang
It's a black thing, you understand
O'Neal the real Superman
Boy, I hit Roy
Versace, Versace to all the D-Boyz
In the spot with a laptop
Bumpin' that Biggie Smalls and
French braiding weed
Where'd all these niggas come from with these
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD Friday
So what I'm tryna tell ya, "Pump yo brakes, your elders"

I'm comin' from the 90s
I it gangsta, gutter and grimy
I'm comin' from the 90s
I keep it gangsta, gutter and

I'm comin' straight the 90s
Triple OG, you where to find me
I'm comin' from the 90s
OG, you know where to find me

Fresh for

I'm an ex-gangbanger from Los
been to jail, fighting, partying, low riding
But you learn as you get
You must become a mad one day and put childish things
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?