Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper Than Rap

I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my be da root.
up at da stars, she like "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, ? dey go on roof,
Even had a job pourin tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no fasad da truth,
So now when I and get massaged it's da proof.
Proof's in da pudding and dat soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, take 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 hoes so excited so dey catchin drop.
I'm debacles like pot holes in Jamaica,
We cut down the weed, the paper on dem acres.
had a dream, Bob got high,
I still do both but I got by.

prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo on da pad when I write,
Dat may why the lookin funny in the light.
But who really cares? You just it in the air,
Celebratin wealth, Mot in her hair-
Excuse me, her the bluest of weed,
Trunk full of white, car smell like cheese.
Dat boy get salad ?, bout movements,
BM on dem big thangs lookin foolish.
sittin low, big thangs poppin,
Tip on da glock from a up in Compton.
Shootin at da fuck one time.
I gave her to da block, I one time.
We boys in da hood and nigga you Trey,
Suppress ya appetite, we ya lil' tray.
my handgun but my choppa still da shit,
Banned in but I'm too legit to quit.
1996, was the shit,
But dat better den roofin dat shit be bad for ya skin.
Niggas was ruthless, knows dat I sinned,
But I thought about my future and the I could 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 strategy to up mathematically,
I did it for da but now everybody mad at me.
Mothafuck em all, they from my balls,
If I drop anotha I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody big,
I sit back 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 a distance think I'm Big Daddy Kunk,
Reincarnated, of a G.
Beef? I'll make you dinner, take a so we could eat.
A Farrakhan aura, on the Port,
You eat da bowl while ya dog need a fork.
ain't loyal, snakes slithered in dey coil,
I'm laughin at you cuz, kill you when I'm bored.

We steppin on ya crew til the crushed,
And makin 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 house down, we buy another,
forget the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafucka.
To chapter, paper dat I captured,
Caught up in da rapture of and laughter.
is human and nigga you lookin funny,
Women love to cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or it out.
Baby a gift, maybe you could live,
I it wouldn't work, but I just like to give.
Used to run da street- young nigga, feet,
Now I'm in da and I'm eatin crab meats.
Ice so right, rappers envy,
Dey callin all my up askin wat he spendin.
Thinkin bout Boss, not bout dem,
This a to my enemies, one I won't send.