Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

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

'Cause I be on ole' 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 ass in another direction
don't even use protection, I hate stupid shit assholes can avoid
Yo! And if worse came to worse I'll run a fraud on
'Cause who the fuck cares that I got gray and can't sleep
what I mean?

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

This is deep, I'm goin'

now and then I start flippin' and get to thinkin'
About shit beyond all that bullshit
I shoot at people, I know what you mean, but fuck it I'm evil
And I'm hip to every bitch to get a grip
And every nigga tryin' to get a grip but fuck that
And I say fuck shit with my mighty middle finger
I'm heavy off into this rap shit, fuckin' singers, yo I think I'm gettin'
'Cause my dollars ain't no fuckin' sense, but then again

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

Deeper and

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

I guess it's best we tell mon
time she come, she's 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' posse know dat-ta
Yes, she too hotta, man she too hotta
For inside she come, she say de get flat come

and deeper

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

I talk a lot of shit but I can it all the fuck up
I'm real cool people until some bullshit get up
Look here, me I ain't comin' out my crib
Tryin' to snap on and run out and do some dumb shit
So be takin' another sip to relax me
And get problems out my mind that distract me
Life is on my last nerve, yeah I hear 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?