Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Feel It

Haaaaaa, and it stop and it don't stop
child got the world prop nigga
Can you it
Can you it
(do I gotta cock my )

I be notorious like that big smalls
Plus I keep it raw live like jamal
If ya act up you get up
What the blood? I represent thugs (you it)
know my style, bring it to man, woman and child
Buckwild juvenile (rugged break it down)
Jiggers stick close like crews
You never see me spendin rules on you fools
Cause I don't you hoes (why not)
A lot of cross be laws like got
A nigga like me keep it real, word to
Respect to the real woman, fuck you

(2x)
Can you it
Can you it
(or do I cock my pistol? )

I'm a juvenile deliquent, I a cocked biscuit
Moet and alize be a nigga lifted
And I'm high my mouth is dry
I'm not the sky
But a nigga for the eye he do or die
Clack-clack, that's all you up in the dark
Blaka-blaka, and then two sparks
The boy fall down while screamin
Wooo comin, but them no worry me see
A for bein crimi-nal
No matter who, what, how, when or where it down
A dramalord plus a don
In '95 i'ma max like
I'ma max, get it, max, i'ma, max-ima, come along
I take you through chamber, let me pick
36 wu-tang? that be that shit

So I ooohhhhhh I roll deep like f.o.i.'s
or get paralyzed
I drop like a nervous appraiser
A hell raiser, engrave my in your back player
I bring the pain in different methods
Similar to the injection and your style is seconds
What punk, boy box ya up
Plus my rhymes is sicker than them in somalia