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 speak
Oh,
Jus' loose, blood.
She gonna ya up on da rebound on da med side
What it is, big
My mama no no dummies. I dug her rap!
Cut me slack, Jack!
Chump don' no help, chump don't GET da help!
Say 'e can't hang, say up!
Jive-ass dude don't got no anyhow! Shiiiiit

I got my bell bottoms on with my incense
My tailor-made with the dick print
My afro pick the black fist
I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Fu kick
shoes out the mother ship
Talk shit, swallow, spit, I'm a
Whitewalls and a black leather
my bread sucka?
Grab ya by the
Callin' all cars,
Pretty ass nigga, you better yourself
Militant, don't me Cassius
Dashiki, I got to be the
I'm Hayes with a switchblade
I'm Rodney Allen Rippy, fuck with me
I'm just tryna ya, "Young blood, best respect your elders"
on

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

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

House parties, pop-lockin' and
Starter jackets, got my Jheri drippin'
Gangbangin', yeah, Bloodin' and
ounce sippin', '64 dippin'
No shoe strings, nigga, say
I'm Johnson, you Larry Bird
The day blew up a rocket,
I was lookin' at my with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
up
Michael Jackson vs.
26 hundred, I don' done it
See that fat gold Nigga, run it
I got my jimmy hat on 'cause I want it
Mike Tyson, who's my
Quick as Carl Lewis, be in a moment
I shoot ya, nigga, I might nuke you, nigga
In my DeLorean, Back to the Future,

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

Man, you know I'm sportin'
A short haircut, Jordan
That's right, a nigga on the dream team
I had to let 'em that it's a G Thang
It's a black thing, you understand
Shaquille O'Neal the real
Boy, I hit Roy
Versace, Versace to all the D-Boyz
In the spot with a laptop
Bumpin' that Biggie and 2Pac
French braiding heads
Where'd all these come from with these dreads?
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD watchin'
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' straight the 90s
I keep it gangsta, gutter and

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

for 2018

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