Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Dig It

It's Erick Sermon, no need for those to y'all
I confess, y'all, when I spit the yes y'all
I gotcha, when groove hit, no stoppin' ya
Tear the club up like 6 Mafia

I'm real, react it's time to peel
Step, if you it, come get it, come wid it, what the deal?
Yo dog, I tight in my stinkin' Lincoln
With black frame, grey interior the wood grain

And two boxes, for the funds and guns
I don't own an UZI, but my 9 a ton
Kid, we be the mos' deffest, no can catch us
We takin' the drastic measures to the pleasures

When I turn one hundred and eight, with wrinkles in my
My name will still be in about who was great
I make you tie your lace two times when I
when I begin to get slick, I sweat Quaker State

We three the way, tight like little Jamal's face
You offers, I through your church without no parlay
Or permits, fuck white picket fence
I'm the hood, keepin' it tinsel, 17 inch

I'm convinced, y'all puss
Flippin' crack, save I keep my money stacked
Ghetto diplomat style, it now, no refunds
I'm like a with jums

I move crack with different vowels
Even technicians can't repair the mic I on
I'm too underground to dance with shiny shit on
Callin' all cars, naah, call Guards and trucks
And their weapons better be big as

Ay yo, the three of us together is
Like a miracle, finally I get to move it up a few
Unquestionable, to the mental
Not that happy shit that you're use to

I got the skunky funky illest funk
For the glamorous, scandalous of radio
And pimpin' dead, y'all niggas just scared
To smack a ho and make that tramp get up out

Oh yeah, I heard your new is garbage
Bastard, like you just stepped out of a casket
I get stupid, dumb, illiterate when I'm it
Real legitimate, bitches intimate

In nineteen hundred and eight
We gonna set a whole different shit straight
You suckas, no good, insecure back
Sewer rat motherfuckers