Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

[Intro -
say beauty's in the eye of the beholder
That's why I look in the mirror every and realize how fly I am
wanna know what fuckin label I'm signing to
I'm the C.E.O. of Diplomat Records, I sign
Getchya up!

1 - Cam'ron]
I'm like a crack
With Macs I've got a bad habit
Clack-clack, in the pen, out, I'm back at it
It's like my know black magic, black rabbit
Out the black hat, black. home to my Craftmatic
Next to it: stash mattress. it: cash, bastard
Had them bitches ass-backwards, fuck 'em like a
Is she status? Call the girl a itchy twat
Stick me not, I go and get dutches, a 50-box
I got weed, hash; when I breeze past, breathe
Eat ass on point like Steve
But I'm to be OG Nixon in 3
jewels, you fools - I'm cool! - my kicks are a G
I got whores. Yours!
Been V.I.P. B.I.G
I seen a dance floor (Nope!)
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, smoke
Girls with contacts want contact, I 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": you in ponds and rivers
Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of hitchya
We like the March Of Dimes the way we march dimes
help is hard to find
Soft the art I twine
Art design, archin' mine, Fresno to I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to Central park, it's (Mine!)

- Cam'ron]
'Til this day, dude, followed by State troops
Coupe, whip in momma's name
Made a (oops!)
(Get 'em Daddy!) Daddy Got 'em, y'all glad he 'em
How me holiday? I it when mommy say
(Get 'em Daddy!) Had to bite, put it on
Get ya up, jewelry tight, swagger right
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em mommy, you my Bonnie
I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy!) Honey smile, act funny-style
In one ear, yeah, 220 thou'

[Verse 2 - Hell
Po-Po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him
We rose up to bigger fame, glows the tennis chain
Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows twist ya, man
I left out of Clinton Max, got picked up by Cam's fam
We on level, I'm bout to pull that Porsche out
And the other bezel, I get dug like shovels
Y'all niggas with pebbles; I flip big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his
You gargle cum, ma; why sip soda?
These niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm Sosa
You need to have my number if you buy weight
Fuck a borough, we the whole Tri-State
20 thou' on the arm, more on the charm
And I done copped from every damn haze on Audobon
Heavy weed smoker, get for free
Add up you got, it ain't amountin' to me
I'm in the Victoria, Mac in the back
See these little niggas to rap, man I just happen to rap
what I do: manufacturing crack
Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, with the Mac
I'm 'bout to buy guns, 'bout to buy more trucks
And we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
You mad you losing, plus in the Bronx
I'm responsible for most of the stabbings and the