Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

I don't really wanna
Like I'm in a daze so I smoke big
Just to deal with the like this fucked up trip
My ain't payin' bills and it's fuckin' with me and my grip
I drink that St. shit and smoke a ticket at the same time
Drop a wicked bomb on my nature
I'm foul like a Nickerbocker
I'm not the woman to sleep but I'm lost

'Cause I be on some ole' I'm tired of
Tryin' to come up off type thing
And if I don't react the way he want he might
His little bitch ass in another direction
Then even use protection, I hate stupid shit assholes can avoid
Yo! And if worse to worse I'll run a fraud on unemployed
'Cause who the fuck cares that I got gray hairs and can't
Know I mean?

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

This is deep, I'm deeper

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

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

and deeper

Yo, Boss that shit you 'bout that's some deep shit
I'm tellin' you motherfuckers really get with that relate to that shit

I guess it's we tell them mon
Every time she come, detrimental mon
Yes mon, dis
make me tell dem again mon, woy
She too hotta, tell-a-man she too
Tell man she too hotta an' every know dat-ta
Yes, she too hotta, tell man she too
For inside she come, she say de posse get come

and deeper

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

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

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