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,
Even had a job pourin tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no it's da truth,
So now when I menage and get it's da proof.
Proof's in da pudding and dat soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, take dem photos naked.
to niggas like whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I flip my middle finga, I'm on twenty million.
Da rumors me on I'm masterbatin at da top,
These hoes so so dey catchin every 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 but somehow I got by.

prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, lost weight.
Kimbo on da pad when I write,
Dat may why the lookin funny in the light.
But who cares? You just throw it in the air,
wealth, pourin Mot in her hair-
Excuse me, her the bluest of weed,
Trunk full of white, car smell bleu cheese.
Dat boy get salad ?, bout movements,
BM dubs on dem big thangs foolish.
Shawty sittin low, big poppin,
Tip on da from a trip up in Compton.
Shootin at da fuck one time.
I gave her to da block, I one time.
We boys in da hood and you Lil' Trey,
ya appetite, we takin ya lil' tray.
Love my but my choppa still da shit,
in 1994 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, lord dat I sinned,
But I thought about my future and the I could pin.
out on a gig and I turned to da streets,
Kept my name low key, I ain't heard in weeks.
I came up with a to come up mathematically,
I did it for da city but now mad at me.
em all, they sweat from my balls,
If I anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, everybody big,
I just sit back like: Look I did.
Den I bow my and beg for forgiveness,
Once I said my prayer, back to business.

on a blunt in my own restaurant,
People lookin from a 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 bowl ya dog need a fork.
Niggas ain't loyal, snakes 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 sweet love to women dat ya lust.
I love to pay her bills, can't to pay her rent,
Curtis Jackson baby ain't askin for a cent.
Burn the down, we gotta buy another,
Don't the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafucka.
To chapter, paper dat I captured,
up in da rapture of gunshots and laughter.
Homicide is human and you lookin funny,
Women love to cause dey know dey see da money.
I up a mind by openin bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or it out.
Baby dats a gift, you could live,
I knew it work, but I just like to give.
Used to run da young nigga, bare feet,
Now I'm in da suites and I'm eatin meats.
Ice so right, otha envy,
Dey callin all my jewelers up wat he spendin.
bout Boss, not thinkin bout dem,
This a to my enemies, one I won't send.