Luyện nghe bài hát Deep

Do or die
I'mma keep poppin' this
(Ain't about shit)
Finally nigga

Man I up to God
I wonder if I fell the sky
Will I hit the or will I learn how to fly
I'm pretty sure you see it in my
I wonder if I already died
That get deep, deep, deep
Man I swear to God that just get so deep, deep, deep, deep

Man I swear to God it get so deep
That sometimes I just gotta my ass up out my sleep though
And wonder if all the shit I reaped then got repoed
And the girl I gave it all up for ain't love me for me
See I got a stack of that could use a fucking steamroll
Got off in the game don't no cheat code
As as I know the G code
Being paranoid done turned me to a
You got that metal on your side
Police gon' work it like Magneto if need to, it get deep
Deep, deeper than
Deeper your sister dying and you're telling your nieces
The deeper it gets, boy the pressure
But pressure make
And my is Sean cause I shine, it's self explanatory
I the flow, rapping all of these stories on stories
You the story
If my back against the ropes, then I'll don't call it
My opponent probably praying for
You fuck with the best rapper even know it
It's in the stars man the sky is the author
I pulled the sword out of the I'm King Arthur
Motherfuck your armor nigga, only I'm scared of is Karma
You watching the son turn to father, fucking and her daughter
Nigga that shit get deep

Man I up to God
I wonder if I fell the sky
I hit the ground or will I learn how to fly
I'm sure you see it in my eyes
I wonder if I already died
That get deep, deep, deep
Man I swear to God shit just get so deep, deep, deep, deep

Been going hard all day, wish a would fuck with me
I blow the candles out on my cake
And niggas always thinking it's a game, we ran them out the arcade
Stunting in my southern player, reach the like Andre
I talk that cash shit
YM plus CMB you can do the for me bitch
Jail a slap on the wrist
Cut your head off get it mailed out stamp on lips
You can tell I'm by my wrist
Anything can happen cause a broke man is an
Well tell I'll be waiting in suspense
I got some miles on me but it's cool cause I get an inch
And I don't give two fucks what your mouth say
'Cause shit is and in rap I cannot say
That enough times like somebody rewind me
shit is deeper than rap, I cannot say that shit enough times
I feel Sean, don't get enough shine
Is it he ain't got the tattoos, he ain't throwing up signs
Well let me throw up mine and also let me show this of mine
Fuck the finish line, just in lines
And if your point across crosses the line
Some of the time, then cross it pride
That's real my nigga, that
And nobody if they remember you they remember rap
So just spit it back and hope diggin' that
'Cause this shit is deep,
Deep as pockets, nigga
We come empty pockets before we have empty slime
That get deep

Man I up to God
I wonder if I fell the sky
Will I hit the ground or I learn how to fly
I'm pretty sure you see it in my
Sometimes I if I already died
That shit get deep, deep,
Man I swear to God that just get so deep, deep, deep, deep