Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper Than Rap

I got a feelin wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a ?, canaries ? dey go on roof,
once had a job pourin tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no fasad da truth,
So now when I menage and get it's da proof.
Proof's in da pudding and dat bakin taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, gotta dem photos naked.
Listenin to niggas like whistlin dat Williams,
I flip my middle finga, I'm on twenty million.
Da rumors turn me on I'm at da top,
These so excited so dey catchin every drop.
I'm dodgin debacles like pot 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,
Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo 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,
Celebratin wealth, pourin Mot in her
Excuse me, her the bluest of weed,
Trunk of white, car smell like bleu cheese.
Dat boy get salad ?, beef movements,
BM dubs on dem big thangs foolish.
Shawty low, big thangs poppin,
Tip on da glock from a up in Compton.
Shootin at da fuck one time.
I her to da block, I fucked one time.
We boys in da hood and you Lil' Trey,
Suppress ya appetite, we ya lil' tray.
Love my handgun but my choppa da shit,
Banned in but I'm too legit to quit.
1996, was the shit,
But dat were better den roofin dat be bad for ya skin.
Niggas was ruthless, knows dat I sinned,
But I thought about my future and the loops I pin.
Walked out on a gig and I to da streets,
my name low key, I ain't heard from in weeks.
I came up with a to come up mathematically,
I did it for da city but now mad at me.
Mothafuck em all, they sweat my balls,
If I drop anotha I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, ridin big,
I just sit like: Look what I did.
Den I bow my and beg for forgiveness,
Once I said my prayer, everybody to business.

Smokin on a in my own restaurant,
People lookin from a distance 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.
Niggas loyal, snakes slithered in dey coil,
I'm laughin at you cuz, kill you niggas I'm bored.

We on ya crew til the mothafuckas crushed,
And makin love to every women dat ya lust.
I to pay her bills, can't wait to pay her rent,
Curtis Jackson mama ain't askin for a cent.
Burn the down, we gotta buy another,
Don't forget the gas can, jealous, muthafucka.
To anotha chapter, dat I captured,
up in da rapture of gunshots and laughter.
Homicide is and nigga you lookin funny,
Women love to cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or it out.
Baby dats a gift, maybe you live,
I it wouldn't work, but I just like to give.
Used to run da young nigga, bare feet,
Now I'm in da and I'm eatin crab meats.
Ice so right, rappers envy,
Dey all my jewelers up askin wat he spendin.
Thinkin bout Boss, not thinkin dem,
This a to my enemies, one I won't send.