Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

So it all comes down to (what?)
with a hit list
Right fist bomb M.G.M. Fight night type (ding ding)
So when I in the stage we can Face Off
Watch me rattle your Cage
Bring heat in ridiculous
Never compromise look into my
Tell me you see (what?)
Victory ecstasy maybe
wasted, enemies gettin' laced with
That point blank to the shit
Who you this is
Young black a nigga ass strickly business man
Self disciple Heineken let the spin
Paparazzi all again
ten like thee original sin
I'm tryin' to it up for everybody
The hot toddy, get collect from John Gotti
I kick back like butter soft burn off
And solid Maserati like

Get caught up in the game (it deeper then that)
No gain with no (it gets deeper then that)
Dyin' in the lane (way deeper then that)
To the place the motherfuckin' problem is at

Long ganja smoke but don't be mistaken
I ain't Jamaican, find another chicken to
A world of hurt nine to five puttin' in
Never rest put to the get put to the death
Never the less greater than trust no man
Soon to have the whole wide world of my hand
So I suggest you act right my like sunlight
Burn your big bad California
To the Waldorf-Astoria, N.Y.C.
wish to some day roll like me
But all I see is capital
I'm makin' motherfuckers Run DMC
The Likwit MC is here to blaze a nigga a fat one
Non radio bangin' shit platinum
And keep slappin' 'em with a 45
While my Old English leave you down with a crooked eye

Get caught up in the game (it gets deeper that)
Dyin' in the fast lane (it gets deeper that)
Yo man fuckin' you, (way deeper then that)
To the where the motherfuckin' problem is at

Suck it easy movin' on up like and Weezy
You can't stop it it or leave it alone
Xzibit writtin' pages then the state penetentary
Full of well known villians wanna come home
Never relax no tellin' lay it on wax
Make it bang let Stever 'em and dip 'em in chrome
My nigga Bud'da chip off beats cellular phones
Heir to the thrown, Xzibit bring the lead to dome
Like a 3rd world rebellion on your boulevard
Protect they spots with heat they gotta eat
To make it big in it depends on who you meet
And who you sleep with might find yourself in deep
So hit me with best shot, I'm lookin' forward to it
You shouldn't it if you ain't really goin' through it
How dare you try to check the rip the track
Chillin' on big plans like Wilsure and Farefax

Get caught up in the game (it deeper then that)
Dyin' in the lane (it gets deeper then that)
No with no pain (way deeper then that)
To the where the motherfuckin' problem is at