Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

I don't really wanna
Like I'm in a so I smoke big kill
Just to deal with the ills like this 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
Drop a wicked bomb on my naughty
I'm livin' foul like a
Bitch I'm not the woman to sleep but I'm

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

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

This is deep, I'm deeper

Every now and then I start and get to thinkin'
About deep shit beyond all that
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 to get a grip but fuck that shit
And I say fuck that shit my mighty middle finger
I'm heavy off into this rap shit, singers, yo I think I'm gettin' tense
'Cause my ain't makin' no fuckin' sense, but then again

It's probably all that that I smoked
I use to be like that when I was out slangin' dope
And lately I flippin' on some old paranoid shit
lookin' fuckers up and down tryin' to start shit
'Cause I'm a hard bitch, so why don't you just up?
I try to be cool but I get up when 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, that shit you talkin' 'bout that's some deep shit
I'm tellin' you can't really get with that relate to that shit

I guess it's we tell them mon
Every time she come, she's 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 posse get come

and deeper

Aiyyo, I got buck wild thrills, livin' foul kills
I'm to get to Watts but I'm stuck in Baldwin Hills
Tryin' to myself for real though, check it
If I just rewind I'll see it ain't that hectic
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 corner 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 back it all the up
I'm real people until some bullshit 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 be takin' another sip to relax me
And get problems out my mind that distract me
Life is workin' on my last nerve, yeah I you G
I'll see yo' ass week, peace, yo that shit is deep

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