Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

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

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Eight ball corner pocket, my hustle: can't it
The game shopping catastrophic, I'm after the
Pull a salad out the stockin', it's
I popped in the blossom
Rocked the in the cockpit
You like you hot shit
Shake out, dress at the steakhouse
Spaced out, deep in the game I I make it out
Two naked on the couch, crouch
Gold Porsche, I'm a
Your thrown in the trough
The soft, throw salt on pork
done, prick him with the fork
Dip him in the sauce, cloth
Lay on the king, to my offspring
Sip the water from the spring, it 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 fool a consumer
Cubic zirconia, I copped the gold in
harmonies at the podium

[Verse 2: Roc
Twister nino, my like Ginger in Casino
tuxedo, show machismo
Clean your clock, toe Reebok
Peacock move a robot, stove top
Stan her, ride laver
the hammer, sixteen in the clip one in the chamber
Sure-footed, the Porsche dashboard's
Motherfuckers the bullet
The six forty seats is like
the position I was put in
My bitch arch her back, I slid the in
Can I it, funkadelic George Clinton
Keep it pimpin' convincin', without the tension
Many mansion, Mr. Belvedere
dip lit up a Winston, not to mention
Expenses to prints is pretentious, no pretend
kicks, tinted lenses
My thirst for the is tremendous
It's never endin', a win-win