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?"
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 pudding and dat bakin taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, take dem photos naked.
Listenin to niggas whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I my middle finga, I'm chillin on twenty million.
Da rumors turn me on I'm at da top,
hoes so excited so dey catchin every drop.
I'm debacles like pot holes in Jamaica,
We cut the weed, bury the paper on dem acres.
had a dream, Bob got high,
I still do but somehow I got by.

Creflo prayed, Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney 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,
Celebratin wealth, pourin Mot in her
Excuse me, her the bluest of weed,
Trunk full of white, car smell like 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.
at da cops- fuck one time.
I her to da block, I fucked one time.
We boys in da hood and you Lil' Trey,
ya appetite, we takin ya lil' tray.
Love my handgun but my still da shit,
Banned in 1994 but I'm too to quit.
1996, was the shit,
But dat were better den 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.
out on a gig and I turned to da streets,
Kept my name low key, I ain't heard in weeks.
I came up a strategy to come up mathematically,
I did it for da but now everybody mad at me.
Mothafuck em all, they sweat my balls,
If I drop album 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,
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.
Niggas ain't loyal, 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 makin sweet to every women dat ya lust.
I to pay her bills, can't wait to pay her rent,
Curtis baby mama ain't askin for a cent.
the house down, we gotta buy another,
Don't the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafucka.
To anotha chapter, dat I captured,
Caught up in da of gunshots and laughter.
Homicide is and nigga you lookin funny,
Women love to stare dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or it out.
Baby dats a gift, you could live,
I it wouldn't work, but I just like to give.
to run da street- 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 letter to my enemies, one I send.