Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Handle This

(Intro: Ricks)
That's right nigga, duo style, what?
Green horn in a cadle style

(Barron Ricks)
Oh shit, my styles' progress like hot sex a firm matress
But limit the to get freak
Now look at me, Cavarsay, Cognac, VS'll be puffin' the
Macanoodle, out

(B-Real)
Yayo, up, ready to sell and bail, we niggas
(Post-dated, put 'em in the nigga)
I'm the figure, deliver your body to the river (uh)
How you feelin' (how you), how you (how you), how you breathin'

(Barron Ricks)
it, whatever's clever, fort and sex and def or real I got your back
Which ever Squadron you attack yo I
I got my Mossberg, hand on the pump
ready to dump, so yo we gettin'

(B-Real)
Dum-de-de-dum, when they hearin' the gats hum a siren
Niggas they be, barkin' and
Thuggin' in stylin', holdin' the smilin'
Yo, smooth, what you pilin' up, go a move

(Barron Ricks)
Yo, path for Central Harlem where niggas be sparkin' son I beg pardon
Ese rollin', if you got it, it to the margin
If you want it greedy, and get it
Aiyyo, we got it, Cypress, Cannibus Seeteeva, fuckin' freak of

(B-Real)
Motherfuckers to loose my whole crew, don't get it confused
light a fuse or get bruised
Like a gat I'll have to bust your ass or the blast of the shot glass
full of and smokin' hash

(Chorus: B-Real)
(So can you handle this) can't fuckin' handle this
(So can you handle this) It be that Cypress shit
(So can you this) They can't fuckin' handle this
(So can you handle this) Handle this, y'all fuck with this

(B-Real)
up in the mills of the Cypress Hill
You catchin' a thrill, coppin' a feel, the steel
Everybody put their up in the sky
Cause everybody's sparkin' the and gettin' high

(Barron Ricks)
At 1-5-5, the city it, exit, got that method
Yo, what y'all infected, we fords ain't no substitutions
Me and want all our restitution's
that means our pays so niggas pay up
Now, the FUCK!!

(B-Real)
I'm an addict, to static and bad habits
Bringin' the magic, opposite the Nina Milli
War is war, a battles' a battle, the be your friend
It'll be your end, be your shadow

(Barron Ricks)
Now shadowboxinists, irrational, rap new recruitin'
dirty denim, timb boots, hummin', gunnin' for his
Listen yo, we all be on trivial don't change shit
lame shit, Cypress is all about the Mary Jane

(B-Real)
No competition can the whole mission
Bitches are me on but they won't last long
ties are fly, do you do or die
You try to escape, all the up in your mind

(Chorus: B-Real)
(So can you handle this) They fuckin' handle this
(So can you handle this) It be Cypress Hill shit
(So can you handle this) They fuckin' handle this
(So can you handle this) Handle this, can't fuck with this