Can't Take It
DJ N'Erick feat. DJ Style Lyrics


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What up John (testing one, two, three)
What up Kon (hey convict music)
Let's go (can you believe it)

Fresh white tee, fresh car walls, summertime hood niggas look like stars
Jewelry drip, fresh white airs,
Mommy shake it up keep your ass right there (oh, can you believe it?)
My man got liquor and my cup's right here,
I can smell smoke pass the dutch right here
Nigga pass that, Capri pants with the waist cut off,
I wanna smash that (oh, can you believe it?)
Party ran pack, mingling baby, and I can LL shake, you jingling baby?
Back your ass up, I'm a start tingling baby,
We can have more fun if wiggling baby (yea, can you believe it?)
P hit the club with a dutch and a dub with it,
Nigga don't cuff it if you ain't in love with it
Matter fact let the grub get it,
Please don't hate cause at least you can say you was with it

[Chorus]
Can you believe it? Get a break and get off the streets,
Clear my mind from the shit I see
In a world full of smoke, contact from the weed,
That's when it really bond on me
I'm a be here for life, I ain't never gonna leave,
The ghetto is all that I know
It's just another day in the hood my nigga
Laying back trying get this dough
Yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club
And you know how we roll, squad deep like oh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say oh, let me hear you say oh oh
Can you believe it?

Big ass truck, brand new rims, tank top Yankee, tanned out Tims
Bracelet, chain, fronts bob thin, new tattoos,
New black shoes (hey, can you believe it?)
Gucci, Ermays, do that too,
Wanna feel the breeze get a new black coupe
Nigga drop the top, come through the hood,
Put a hundred on your three or your foul line shot
(ooh, ooh, oh can you believe it?)
Lending outfits all in the bus cause none of us could
See a summer without trips (none of us can see it)
Mad hoops so the little boys might bark at you
But they all lack good if the hood bothered you

Can you believe it?
Get a break and get off the streets,
Clear my mind from the shit I see
In a world full of smoke, attack from the weed,
That's when it really bond on me
I'm a be here for life, never gonna leave,
The ghetto is all that I know
It's just another day in the hood my nigga
Laying back trying get this dough
Yellin out oh, all up in the club and you know how we roll,
Squad deep like oh
Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say oh, let me hear you say oh oh
Can you believe it?

Basketball tournament, pitbull pups
Ladies in the club poring Chris in cups
Niggas in the jail calling home on the phone (cause they locked up)
But you still trying to act like ain't shit enough
Mad sieves in the park, mad fights in the park
Niggas talk how they run every night from the narcs
Aside from the light to the dark then the dark to the light,
I wanna smoke but I could search for my life

Can you believe it?
I've done spent ten again, watching her bend again, dancing for many men
Tell me have ever though about getting in,
A room full of convicts and D Block militants
We'll show you the time of your life,
You can occupy my passenger side
Introduce you to the street life,
Watch you fall in love after just one night
Ohhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll,
Squad deep like oh
Bad little bitches with their booty on score trying to beat like whoa
Know your ass feel it cause its outta control
Let me hear you say oh, let me hear you say oh oh
Can you believe it?

Can you believe it? (Can you believe it? )
Lil' John, Akon, S.P. the ghost




Feel what we trying to do (Can you believe it? )
Can you believe it (Can you believe it? )

Overall Meaning

The song "Can't Take It" by DJ N'Erick featuring DJ Style is a celebration of the hood life. The song celebrates the style and swagger of the "hood niggas," who look like stars in their fresh white tees and car rims. The lyrics speak about the party scene in the hood, where people can be seen smoking and drinking, and where bad little bitches are trying to get with the crew. The chorus speaks about the tough life of living in the ghetto, where one has to deal with smoke and weed contact to clear the mind from the atrocities of life. However, the song also speaks about the loyalty and love for the hood that one has, and one can never truly leave it.


The lyrics of the song have a playful and carefree tone, emphasizing the summer party vibe of the hood. The rapper laments the caribbeans' love for Capri pants, and emphasizes the swagger and show of jewelry and fresh white airs. The song has an upbeat tempo and catchy beat, which is typical of DJ N'Erick's style.


Overall, the song is a celebration of the hood. It shows the good and the bad, the parties, and the tough life, and yet emphasizes the love and loyalty that one has for the hood.


Line by Line Meaning

What up John (testing one, two, three)
Greeting to John with an emphasis on testing the mic


What up Kon (hey convict music)
Greeting to Kon with an emphasis on promoting their label, Convict Music


Let's go (can you believe it)
Expression of excitement and disbelief about what they are about to do


Fresh white tee, fresh car walls, summertime hood niggas look like stars Jewelry drip, fresh white airs, Mommy shake it up keep your ass right there (oh, can you believe it?) My man got liquor and my cup's right here, I can smell smoke pass the dutch right here Nigga pass that, Capri pants with the waist cut off, I wanna smash that (oh, can you believe it?) Party ran pack, mingling baby, and I can LL shake, you jingling baby? Back your ass up, I'm a start tingling baby, We can have more fun if wiggling baby (yea, can you believe it?) P hit the club with a dutch and a dub with it, Nigga don't cuff it if you ain't in love with it Matter fact let the grub get it, Please don't hate cause at least you can say you was with it
Description of their surroundings and activities at a party, including showing off clothes and jewelry, dancing, drinking, smoking, flirting, and having fun


[Chorus] Can you believe it? Get a break and get off the streets, Clear my mind from the shit I see In a world full of smoke, contact from the weed, That's when it really bond on me I'm a be here for life, I ain't never gonna leave, The ghetto is all that I know It's just another day in the hood my nigga Laying back trying get this dough Yellin out ohhhhh, all up in the club And you know how we roll, squad deep like oh Bad little bitch*s with their booty on score trying to beat like whoa Know your ass feel it cause its outta control Let me hear you say oh, let me hear you say oh oh Can you believe it?
Acknowledgment of the tough circumstances of their lives, determination to stay in the hood, and celebration of their lifestyle


Big ass truck, brand new rims, tank top Yankee, tanned out Tims Bracelet, chain, fronts bob thin, new tattoos, New black shoes (hey, can you believe it?) Gucci, Ermays, do that too, Wanna feel the breeze get a new black coupe Nigga drop the top, come through the hood, Put a hundred on your three or your foul line shot (ooh, ooh, oh can you believe it?) Lending outfits all in the bus cause none of us could See a summer without trips (none of us can see it) Mad hoops so the little boys might bark at you But they all lack good if the hood bothered you
Boasting about their material possessions and encouraging others to do the same


Basketball tournament, pitbull pups Ladies in the club poring Chris in cups Niggas in the jail calling home on the phone (cause they locked up) But you still trying to act like ain't shit enough Mad sieves in the park, mad fights in the park Niggas talk how they run every night from the narcs Aside from the light to the dark then the dark to the light, I wanna smoke but I could search for my life
Observations about their surroundings and the challenges they face, while still maintaining a positive attitude


Can you believe it? I've done spent ten again, watching her bend again, dancing for many men Tell me have ever though about getting in, A room full of convicts and D Block militants We'll show you the time of your life, You can occupy my passenger side Introduce you to the street life, Watch you fall in love after just one night Ohhhh, all up in the club and you know how we roll, Squad deep like oh Bad little bitches with their booty on score trying to beat like whoa Know your ass feel it cause its outta control Let me hear you say oh, let me hear you say oh oh Can you believe it?
Offering an exciting but potentially dangerous invitation to a woman to join them in their lifestyle, with a nod to their violent and criminal history


Can you believe it? (Can you believe it? ) Lil' John, Akon, S.P. the ghost Feel what we trying to do (Can you believe it? ) Can you believe it (Can you believe it? )
Repetition of the song's hook, asking listeners to come along with them and experience their lifestyle




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: ANTONIO REID, KENNETH EDMONDS, JONATHAN SMITH, DAVID STYLES, ALIAUNE THIAM, CRAIG LOVE, JAMES PHILLIPS, LAMARQUIS JEFFERSON, DEONGELO HOLMES, SAMMIE NORRIS, AUTHOR UNKNOWN COMPOSER

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ak7

from which year is this song?

Comments from YouTube:

@fredsonclayton9851

Essa música me persegue em Portugal e aqui no Brasil 😅

@vamsi8569

Still onnn baby

@BryanSteveGarciaPardo

this is a song virtual dj 4 and rmx hip pop thank you dj n'erick ft dj style and maxiun

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That's where I first heard this song.

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@dancabreraguitar

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