Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Dig It

Uh, what up?

I know y'all take me down
I know wanna see me get clowned
I know wanna take my sound
And put a nigga me in the lost and found

But I refuse to fade I'll this way
Spreadin' in the mic till I'm old and gray
And now wanna attack me
flop and back me

But fool a mackey
I'll starch your ass like some
Your shit is and you better play the backwoods
Me and my crew will use your CD for a hackey

Imagine that and it be hard
'Cause your style large
And you make all the profits with crowbars
Can you dig it? When can save it

your ass like a phaser
Burn and cut like a
you, with this flava
I run with a of tennis shoe playas

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

The first law of age is called
That's why I'm on revival
And vital to my basic instinct
That all mcs become extinct

Because we on the brink or, I say the edge
Like a schizophrenic with personalities walkin' on a ledge
you can't see the black 'cause it's blocked
By the and the red

U.f.o.s and scandalous ass
Waist deep in the shit, still smellin' like a rose
And I suppose you want me to superstar
And when I see you on the street act like I don't who you are

So, you can run back and tell but I won't do that
So, fool you can chew to all sucka mcs you better beware
I been conjurin' up forces way back in my
And my crew don't and we don't care, we act, we wear, I swear

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

It's the straight outta Compton, not manila
Got a hold on the mic like I was M.C. gorilla
Take this to the heart for a
Don't you try to steal a

aids this shit came like gin a
Might up your Liva
Call me pharaoh 'cause I'm floatin' bustas up the
When I deliver make your sister and grandma shiver

Top feelin' steadily rakin' up the
back in my easy chair sippin' on some henna
Exol 'cause my whole crew is
And fools always tryin' to fix shit ain't broken

I'm down with pixies so you don't see me
So, grab in your crew and disappear like a genie
Never said I was the but I ain't the one to be testin'
Cross the line and in pieces be destined

stop, get it, get it
'Cause I blow up the every time
I the mic and hit it, hit it

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?

Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it? Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?