Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper Than Rap

I got a feelin wit it ? and my money be da root.
up at da stars, she like "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 it's da truth,
So now I menage and get massaged it's da proof.
Proof's in da pudding and dat bakin taken,
dat I'm makin, gotta take dem photos naked.
Listenin to like whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I flip my finga, I'm chillin on twenty million.
Da rumors me on I'm masterbatin at da top,
These hoes so excited so dey catchin drop.
I'm dodgin debacles like pot in Jamaica,
We cut down the weed, bury the on dem acres.
had a dream, Bob got high,
I still do but somehow I got by.

Creflo prayed, Mike payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, lost weight.
Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why the money lookin in the light.
But who cares? You just throw it in the air,
Celebratin wealth, Mot in her hair-
me, her weeve- the bluest of weed,
Trunk full of white, car like bleu cheese.
Dat boy get salad ?, beef movements,
BM on dem big thangs lookin foolish.
Shawty sittin low, big poppin,
Tip on da glock a trip up in Compton.
Shootin at da cops- one time.
I her to da block, I fucked one time.
We boys in da hood and nigga you 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 den roofin dat shit be bad for ya skin.
was ruthless, lord 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,
Kept my name low key, I 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, they sweat my balls,
If I drop anotha I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody big,
I just sit back like: what I did.
Den I bow my and beg for forgiveness,
Once I said my prayer, everybody to business.

on a blunt in my own restaurant,
People lookin a distance think I'm Big Daddy Kunk,
Reincarnated, of a G.
Beef? make you dinner, take 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 on ya crew til the mothafuckas crushed,
And sweet love to every women dat ya lust.
I love to pay her bills, wait to pay her rent,
Curtis Jackson mama ain't askin for a cent.
Burn the house down, we buy another,
forget the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafucka.
To anotha chapter, dat I captured,
up in da rapture of gunshots and laughter.
Homicide is human and you lookin funny,
Women to stare cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin accounts,
a 100 stacks, break up or take it out.
Baby a gift, maybe you could live,
I knew it wouldn't work, but I like to give.
Used to run da street- young nigga, feet,
Now I'm in da suites and I'm eatin meats.
Ice so right, otha 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.