Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper Than Rap

I got a nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey da roof?"
up in a Dawes ?, canaries ? dey go on roof,
Even once had a job tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no it's da truth,
So now I menage and get massaged it's da proof.
Proof's in da and dat bakin soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, gotta take dem naked.
Listenin to niggas whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I my middle finga, I'm chillin on twenty million.
Da turn me on I'm masterbatin at da top,
These hoes so excited so dey every drop.
I'm dodgin like pot holes in Jamaica,
We cut the weed, bury the paper on dem acres.
had a dream, Bob got high,
I still do both but I got by.

Creflo prayed, Vick payed,
Bobby strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why the money lookin in the light.
But who really cares? You throw it in the air,
wealth, pourin Mot in her hair-
Excuse me, her weeve- the of weed,
Trunk full of white, car smell like cheese.
Dat boy get salad ?, beef movements,
BM dubs on dem big lookin foolish.
Shawty low, big thangs poppin,
Tip on da glock a trip up in Compton.
at da cops- fuck one time.
I gave her to da block, I one time.
We in da hood and nigga you Lil' Trey,
Suppress ya appetite, we takin ya tray.
Love my but my choppa still da shit,
in 1994 but I'm too legit to quit.
1996, was the shit,
But dat were better den roofin dat be bad for ya skin.
was ruthless, lord knows dat I sinned,
But I thought about my and the loops I could pin.
out on a gig and I turned to da streets,
Kept my low key, I ain't heard from in weeks.
I came up a strategy to come up mathematically,
I did it for da city but now mad at me.
Mothafuck em all, sweat from my balls,
If I drop album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody big,
I just sit back Look what I did.
Den I bow my and beg for forgiveness,
I said my prayer, everybody back to business.

Smokin on a in my own restaurant,
People lookin a distance think I'm Big Daddy Kunk,
Reincarnated, of a G.
Beef? I'll make you dinner, a seat so we could eat.
A aura, paws on the Port,
You eat from da while ya dog need a fork.
ain't loyal, snakes slithered in dey coil,
I'm laughin at you cuz, you niggas when I'm bored.

We steppin on ya crew til the crushed,
And sweet love to every women dat ya lust.
I love to pay her bills, can't to pay her rent,
Jackson baby mama ain't askin for a cent.
Burn the down, we gotta buy another,
Don't forget the gas can, jealous, muthafucka.
To chapter, paper dat I captured,
Caught up in da rapture of and laughter.
Homicide is human and nigga you funny,
Women love to stare cause dey dey see da money.
I up a mind by openin bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, up or take it out.
Baby a gift, maybe you could live,
I knew it work, but I just like to give.
to run da street- young nigga, bare feet,
Now I'm in da and I'm eatin crab meats.
Ice so right, otha envy,
Dey callin all my up askin wat he spendin.
Thinkin bout Boss, not thinkin dem,
This a to my enemies, one I won't send.