Luyện nghe bài hát Can You Dig It?

Can I get you
'S'mofo layin' me to da' BONE! Jackin' me up... tight me!
I'm sorry, I understand
Cutty say 'e HANG!
Oh, stewardess! I jive
Oh,
Jus' loose, blood.
She gonna ya up on da rebound on da med side
it is, big mama?
My mama no no dummies. I dug her rap!
Cut me slack, Jack!
Chump don' want no help, don't GET da help!
Say 'e can't hang, say up!
Jive-ass dude got no brains anyhow! Shiiiiit

I got my bell bottoms on with my cherry
My tailor-made slacks with the dick
My afro pick with the fist
I'm Jim Brown, bitch, Fu kick
shoes out the mother ship
Talk shit, swallow, spit, I'm a
Whitewalls and a black coat
my bread sucka?
Grab ya by the
all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you stick yourself
Militant, don't call me
Dashiki, I got to be the
I'm Hayes with a switchblade
I'm Rodney Rippy, come fuck with me
I'm just tell ya, "Young blood, best respect your elders"
on

I'm comin' from the 70s
Super fly in my perm and my P's
I'm straight from the 70s
fly in my perm and my leather P's

I'm comin' from the 70s
Old school playa, what they tellin' me
Can you dig it?
I'm comin' straight the 70s
Old school playa, fuck what they me

House parties, pop-lockin' and
jackets, got my Jheri curl drippin'
Gangbangin', yeah, and Crippin'
Forty ounce sippin', '64
No shoe strings, nigga, say
I'm Magic Johnson, you Larry
The day they up a rocket,
I was lookin' at my beeper a rock in my pocket, slangin'
up
Michael Jackson vs.
Atari 26 hundred, I done it
See fat gold chain? Nigga, run it
I got my jimmy hat on 'cause I want it
Mike Tyson, my opponent?
Quick as Carl Lewis, be back in a
I won't shoot ya, nigga, I nuke you, nigga
In my DeLorean, to the Future, nigga

I'm straight from the 80s
With my Jheri curl and my
I'm straight from the 80s
With my Jheri curl and my
up
I'm comin' straight the 80s
With my fat gold for the ladies
I'm straight from the 80s
With my fat gold chain for the

Man, you what I'm sportin'
A short haircut, Jordan
right, a nigga played on the dream team
I had to let 'em that it's a G Thang
It's a thing, you wouldn't understand
Shaquille the real Superman
Boy, I hit Roy
Versace, Versace to all the D-Boyz
In the crack spot with a
Bumpin' that Biggie and 2Pac
braiding weed heads
Where'd all these come from with these dreads?
And during Y2K, I had a bootleg DVD Friday
So what I'm tryna ya, "Pump yo brakes, respect your elders"

I'm straight from the 90s
I keep it gangsta, and grimy
I'm comin' straight the 90s
I keep it gangsta, and grimy

I'm comin' from the 90s
Triple OG, you where to find me
I'm comin' from the 90s
Triple OG, you know where to me

for 2018

I'm an ex-gangbanger from Los
I've been to jail, fighting, partying, low
But you as you get older
You must a mad one day and put away childish things
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?