Luyện nghe bài hát Deep End

Cook that shit up,
I know they ain't my pain
I got codeine inside my veins,

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 homie thuggin', he can't swim, he in the deep end

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

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 jacket, ready to dive in
Lil thuggin', he can't even 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 she tried to give me her soul (Give me her soul)
I got 'em hatin', they shots, they on their toes
One thing they know (One they know)
One thing they know (One they know)
Ain't gon let up on niggas, once you try us, ain't gon' stop
If pressure, let me know, so we can pull up with them Glocks
Tryna the bullshit and tryna make it to the top
If I never sell a 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
Treat all my niggas like bosses, nobody better, equal (Yeah)
Real talk the sequel, hold it down for my people

I know who gassed you niggas up, go get a refill
We got them sticks, we in the field, we playing
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, ready to in
Lil homie thuggin', he can't swim, he in the deep end