Luyện nghe bài hát Can U Dig It

Uh, what up?

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

But I refuse to fade I'll stay way
Spreadin' in the mic till I'm old and gray
And now niggaz wanna me
Flip and back me

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

Imagine that and it shouldn't be
'Cause your style ain't
And you wanna make all the with crowbars
Can you dig it? When nothin' can it

Shock your ass a phaser
Burn and cut a laser
Amaze you, with flava
I run a pack 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 survival
That's why I'm on revival
And it's to my basic instinct
That all mcs become extinct

we on the brink or, should I say the edge
Like a with seventeen 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 play
And when I see you on the street act like I don't who you are

So, you can run back and tell that but I do that
So, you can chew that to all sucka mcs you better beware
I been up forces way back in my lair
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 thrilla straight outta Compton, not
Got a choke 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 fuck up your
Call me pharaoh 'cause I'm bustas up the river
When I deliver make your sister and grandma shiver

Top steadily rakin' up the scrilla
Kickin' back in my chair sippin' on some henna
Exol 'cause my whole is locin'
And fools always tryin' to fix shit that ain't

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