Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

Smoke shit, daddy what you know it?
Pimp shit, you know about it?
So you know about it?

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Eight ball corner pocket, my hustle: knock it
The game shopping catastrophic, I'm after the
Pull a salad out the stockin', it's
I popped in the blossom
the lockman in the cockpit
You frontin' you hot shit
Shake out, understated at the steakhouse
out, deep in the game I pray I make it out
Two naked on the couch, crouch
Porsche, I'm a clotheshorse
Your boss in the trough
The blows soft, throw on pork
You're done, prick him with the
Dip him in the sauce, linen
Lay on the king, to my offspring
Sip the water the spring, it ain't a thing
Pattern leather ski mask, my feet pass a G and a
out the fast European cab, crab
Call it the cooler, I'm basically a
You tryna fool a
Cubic zirconia, I the gold in Mongolia
harmonies at the podium

[Verse 2: Roc
Twister nino, my bitch Ginger in Casino
tuxedo, show machismo
Clean your clock, soft toe
move like a robot, stove top
Stan her, ride laver
the hammer, sixteen in the clip one in the chamber
Sure-footed, the Porsche wooden
Motherfuckers the bullet
The six forty is like puddin'
It's the I was put in
My arch her back, I slid the wood in
Can I kill it, funkadelic George
Keep it pimpin' more convincin', without the
Many mansion, Mr. Belvedere
Honey dip lit up a Winston, not to
to prints is pretentious, no pretend shit
Tennis kicks, tinted
My thirst for the chips is
It's never endin', it's a