Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

I really wanna feel
Like I'm in a so I smoke big kill
Just to deal with the ills like this fucked up
My skills payin' bills and it's fuckin' with me and my grip
I drink St. Ide's shit and smoke a ticket at the same time
Drop a wicked bomb on my naughty
I'm foul like a Nickerbocker
Bitch I'm not the woman to sleep but I'm

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

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

is deep, I'm goin' deeper

Every now and then I start flippin' and get to
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 tryin' to get a
And every tryin' to get a grip but fuck that shit
And I say fuck that with my mighty middle finger
I'm heavy off into rap shit, fuckin' singers, yo I think I'm gettin' tense
'Cause my ain't 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 slangin' dope
And lately I flippin' on some old paranoid shit
Like fuckers up and down tryin' to start shit
I'm a hard 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 even trust myself, yo, you can me
Fuck I know? I'm 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 really get with that relate to shit

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

Deeper and

Aiyyo, I got buck wild thrills, livin' foul kills
I'm tryin' to get to but I'm stuck in Baldwin Hills
Tryin' to find for real though, check it
If I just rewind myself I'll see it ain't that
don't hear 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 my mind but better that than 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
Look here, believe me I ain't out my crib
Tryin' to snap on life and run out and do some shit
So be takin' another sip to relax me
And get them out my mind that distract me
Life is workin' on my last nerve, yeah I you G
I'll see yo' ass next week, peace, yo that is deep

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