Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

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

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

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

This is deep, I'm goin'

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

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

Deeper and

Yo, Boss shit you talkin' 'bout that's some deep shit
I'm tellin' you motherfuckers 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
Don't make me tell dem mon, woy
She too hotta, tell-a-man she too
Tell man she too an' every posse know dat-ta
Yes, she too hotta, tell man she too
For inside she come, she say de posse get flat

and deeper

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

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