Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

[Intro -
They say in the eye of the beholder
why I look in the mirror every morning and realize how fly I am
They wanna 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 a crack addict
With these I've got a bad habit
Clack-clack, in the pen, back out, I'm at it
It's like my know black magic, black rabbit
Out the black hat, black. Back to my Craftmatic
Next to it: mattress. Under it: cash, bastard
Had them ass-backwards, fuck 'em like a jackrabbit
Is she crab status? Call the girl a twat
Stick me not, I go and get dutches, it's a
I got weed, when I breeze past, breathe fast
Eat ass on like Steve Nash
But I'm fixin to be OG in 3
Enough jewels, you - I'm cool! - my kicks are a G
I got whores. Yours!
Been V.I.P. B.I.G
I never seen a floor (Nope!)
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, smoke
Girls contacts want contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": leave you in ponds and
Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of harm'll
We like the March Of the way we march with dimes
Good 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, mine (Mine!)

[Hook -
'Til day, dude, still followed by State troops
Coupe, whip in momma's name
Made a (oops!)
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em, y'all glad he shot 'em
How me I love 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 Gotham
Cause I'm Batman the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy!) Honey smile, act funny-style
In one ear, yeah yeah, 220

[Verse 2 - Hell
wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
We rose up to fame, glows from the tennis chain
Make wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man
I left out of Clinton Max, got up by Killa Cam's fam
We on another level, I'm bout to pull Porsche out
And flood the other bezel, I get dug shovels
Y'all niggas fuck with pebbles; I big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun in his holster
You gargle cum, ma; why sip soda?
These wanna be Scarface, I'm with Sosa
You need to my number if you wanna buy weight
a borough, we floodin' the whole Tri-State
20 thou' on the arm, more rocks on the
And I done copped every damn haze spot on Audobon
weed smoker, get ounces for free
Add up everything you got, it amountin' to me
I'm in the Victoria, Mac in the back
See these little rappin' to rap, man I just happen to rap
what I do: manufacturing crack
Keep talking, get you snatched for scratch, clapped with the Mac
I'm 'bout to buy more guns, 'bout to buy more
And when we on the road, bitches follow the bus
You mad cause you losing, in the Bronx
I'm for most of the stabbings and the shootings