Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

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

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Eight corner pocket, my hustle: can't knock it
The game shopping catastrophic, I'm after the
Pull a salad out the stockin', poppin'
I popped in the cherry
the lockman in the cockpit
You like you hot shit
out, dress understated at the steakhouse
Spaced out, deep in the I pray I make it out
Two naked on the couch, crouch
Gold Porsche, I'm a
Your boss in the trough
The blows soft, throw on pork
You're done, him with the fork
Dip him in the sauce, linen
Lay on the king, blesses to my
Sip the from the spring, it ain't a thing
leather ski mask, my feet pass a G and a half
Pull out the European cab, crab
Call it the cooler, I'm a jeweler
You tryna fool a
Cubic zirconia, I copped the in Mongolia
Spoke at the podium

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Twister nino, my bitch like in Casino
Pink tuxedo, show
Clean your clock, soft toe
Peacock move a robot, stove top
Stan Smith her, laver
Cock the hammer, sixteen in the clip one in the
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' more convincin', without the
Many mansion, Mr. Benson
dip lit up a Winston, not to mention
Expenses to is pretentious, no pretend shit
Tennis kicks, tinted
My thirst for the is tremendous
It's never endin', it's a