Luyện nghe bài hát 2 Deep

one

I'm 2 deep and yes much too
My lines when are quite often underrated
So consider it a to hear this
Those weak-minded opinions could come near this
For my outlook on life is a profound
Whil the suckers act thinking that they sound new
Only a few sound
Me and the know who
'cause you see me and the fellas have been waiting for a now
you the time to get your wack-ass style down
You pop junk as if life is a fantasy
Knowing that hard is you can't be
So you front but you never call my bluff
'cause you'll catch hell get dealt with

I sleep
I peep
creep
I'm 2
I'm 2 deep....

two

I you sike I'm takin' your life
'cause you continue to disrespect so get trife
But then again I I'll spare ya
'cause I know tht all it takes one just to scare ya
See I'm the of the key
ask me if I'm muslim don't say nothin' to me
I said I was raised one son I had two cousins
They pushed me to find or else they knew I wasn't
Gonna make it and then end up a
My was twisted I almost missed it
The chance yes the chance to make you feel
I used to steal goods and fake my out real good
But now I got k-n-o-w-l-e-d-g-e of 'cause I'm me
And the nation of has my support
'cause they try to reeducate the who are lost
And the 5 percent nation other steps
To get through to brothers on the with the reps
And in the prison they the brothers new visions
Of how we can gain wealth self esteem and dream
Of a total different scene I dress clean, lean
Say what I and I'm out
Like a scout on a new route exhibitting

Verse

For right now yo my is rhyming
Perfect test the flow and climb in
Ansaar, sunnite, sheite,
All regard the times are hard
or perish
Is the I cherish
That for my people of all religions
If all black why have so many divisions
factors are drawing us apart
let it happen
Let's put some respect in
So before I act I think 'cause it's the of destruction
Word what's up son your gun is just one
And I just have one
Or two or maybe even three or
And plus an of 100 or more
But is never my first choice
I in peace to release the effect of my voice