Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Feel It

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

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

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

I'm a juvenile deliquent, I keeps a biscuit
Moet and be gettin a nigga lifted
And I'm high my mouth is dry
I'm not the sky
But a for the eye he better do or die
Clack-clack, that's all you up in the dark
Blaka-blaka, and two bright sparks
The boy fall down screamin police
Wooo jiggy comin, but no worry me see
A criminal for bein
No matter who, what, how, when or where it goes
A dramalord a punany don
In '95 i'ma max like
I'ma max, get it, max, i'ma, max-ima, well along
I you through another chamber, let me pick
36 wu-tang? yeah that be that

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