Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

I don't wanna feel
I'm in a daze so I smoke big kill
Just to deal with the ills like fucked up trip
My skills ain't payin' bills and fuckin' with me and my grip
I that St. Ide's shit and smoke a ticket at the same time
Drop a bomb on my naughty nature
I'm livin' foul like a
Bitch I'm not the woman to but I'm lost

'Cause I be on some I'm tired of niggaz
Tryin' to come up off bitches thing
And if I don't react the way he he might swing
His little trick bitch ass in another
Then don't even use protection, I hate shit assholes can avoid
Yo! And if worse came to I'll run a fraud on unemployed
'Cause who the fuck cares that I got gray and can't sleep
Know what I

and deeper, what can I do?
Deeper and deeper, can I do?

is deep, I'm goin' deeper

Every now and then I start and get to thinkin'
deep shit beyond all that bullshit
I shoot at people, yeah I know what you mean, but fuck it I'm
And I'm hip to every tryin' to get a grip
And every nigga tryin' to get a but fuck that shit
And I say fuck that shit my mighty middle finger
I'm off into this rap shit, fuckin' singers, yo I think I'm gettin' tense
'Cause my dollars makin' no fuckin' sense, but then again

It's probably all that chronic I smoked
I use to be like that when I was out there slangin'
And lately I been flippin' on some old shit
Like lookin' fuckers up and tryin' to start shit
'Cause I'm a hard bitch, so why you just soften up?
I try to be but I get caught up when I go to clubs, straight up
I don't even myself, yo, you can trust me
Fuck I I'm just like you, right, that's deep

and deeper

Yo, Boss that shit you talkin' 'bout that's some shit
I'm tellin' you motherfuckers can't get with that relate to that shit

I guess it's we tell them mon
Every time she come, detrimental mon
Yes mon, dis
Don't make me tell dem mon, woy
She too hotta, tell-a-man she too
Tell man she too hotta an' posse know dat-ta
Yes, she too hotta, tell man she too
For inside she come, she say de posse get flat

Deeper and

Aiyyo, I got them wild thrills, livin' foul kills
I'm to get to Watts but I'm stuck in Baldwin Hills
Tryin' to find for real though, check it
If I rewind myself I'll see it ain't that hectic
don't hear me talkin' but it's time to get a stack
'Cause I'm a second away, from goin' back
To the slangin' dope, gankin' cluckers, jackin' high, cappin' marks
I may be losin' my mind but better that my heart

I a lot of shit but I can back it all the fuck up
I'm real cool people some bullshit get brung up
here, believe me I ain't comin' out my crib
Tryin' to on life and run out and do some dumb shit
So be takin' another sip to relax me
And get them problems out my mind distract me
Life is workin' on my last nerve, I hear you G
I'll see yo' ass week, peace, yo that shit is deep

and deeper, what can I do?
Deeper and deeper, can I do?
and deeper, what can I do?
Deeper and deeper, can I do?