Luyện nghe bài hát Deep End

Cook shit up, Quay
I know ain't feelin' my pain
I got codeine my veins, yeah

I don't know who gassed you up, go get a refill
We got them sticks, we in the field, we defense
He got his ratchet, no jacket, ready to dive in
Lil thuggin', he can't even swim, he in the deep end

offerin' the shooter the death penalty, won't tell on me
I know if I go broke today, them same hoes gon' on me
I got them throwin' salt, steady tryna fuck up my recipe
Amiri jeans, a hundred a pair, nothin' about a nigga cheap
Sellin' weed in the projects, on the Hi-Tech
Told the gang we up next, put 'em on a G5 jet
Overseas with my sidepiece, my queen, she be a dimepiece
We gon' stick together assigned
seats, on Dej Loaf, nigga, try me
Whoever thought I'd put a on my neck?
Whoever thought I'd say I'm the one up next?
thought they'd ever consider me the best?
Whoever thought, whoever thought, whoever

I don't know who you niggas up, go get a refill
We got sticks, we in the field, we playing defense
He got his ratchet, no jacket, ready to dive in
Lil homie thuggin', he can't swim, he in the deep end

Go and ask me in the streets, they heard of me
If she out I been creepin', she gon' murder me
I trippin', no complaints, I got my currency up
Out of town, I let the windows down so can see us
I the hitters around the globe,
that's all I (That's all I know)
I met her last night she to give me her soul (Give me her soul)
I got 'em hatin', they throwin' shots, on their toes
One thing they know (One thing know)
One thing they know (One thing know)
Ain't gon let up on them niggas, once you try us, gon' stop
If it's pressure, let me know, so we can pull up them Glocks
Tryna the bullshit and tryna make it to the top
If I never a record I'ma make it on the block
How you gon wait 'til I it then try
to help me? Nigga I don't you (No help)
I put the food on the table, was hungry, I tried to feed you
all my niggas like bosses, nobody better, everyone equal (Yeah)
Real talk this the sequel, hold it down for my

I don't know who you niggas up, go get a refill
We got sticks, we in the field, we playing defense
He got his ratchet, no jacket, ready to dive in
Lil homie thuggin', he can't swim, he in the deep end
I know who gassed you niggas up, go get a refill
We got sticks, we in the field, we playing defense
He got his ratchet, no life jacket, to dive in
Lil homie thuggin', he can't swim, he in the deep end