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 morning and how fly I am
They wanna what fuckin label I'm signing to
I'm the C.E.O. of Diplomat Records, I myself
cake up!

[Verse 1 -
I'm like a addict
these Macs I've got a bad habit
Clack-clack, in the pen, back out, I'm at it
It's like my lawyer black magic, black rabbit
Out the black hat, black. home to my Craftmatic
to it: stash mattress. Under it: cash, bastard
Had them bitches ass-backwards, fuck 'em a jackrabbit
Is she crab status? Call the girl a twat
Stick me not, I go and get dutches, a 50-box
I got weed, hash; I breeze past, breathe fast
Eat ass on like Steve Nash
But I'm to be OG Nixon in 3
jewels, you fools - I'm cool! - my kicks are a G
I got whores. Yours!
V.I.P. since B.I.G
I never a dance floor (Nope!)
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, smoke
Girls with want contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": leave you in and rivers
Don Juan, a John, the long arm of harm'll hitchya
We like the March Of Dimes the way we march with
Good help is hard to
white the art I twine
Art design, archin' mine, Fresno to I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to Central park, mine (Mine!)

- Cam'ron]
'Til this day, dude, still followed by State
Coupe, whip in momma's name
Made a (oops!)
(Get 'em Daddy!) Daddy Got 'em, glad he shot 'em
How me holiday? I love it mommy say
(Get 'em Daddy!) Had to bite, put it on
Get ya money up, 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, don't act
In one ear, yeah yeah, 220

[Verse 2 - Rell]
wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis
Make foes wanna get him slain, 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 that out
And flood the other bezel, I get dug shovels
Y'all niggas fuck with pebbles; I flip big
Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his holster
You gargle cum, ma; why sip soda?
These niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm Sosa
You need to have my if you wanna buy weight
a borough, we floodin' the whole Tri-State
20 thou' on the arm, more on the charm
And I done from every damn haze spot on Audobon
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for
Add up everything you got, it amountin' to me
I'm in the Crown Victoria, Mac in the
See these niggas rappin' to rap, man I just happen to rap
Know I do: manufacturing crack
Keep talking, get you for that scratch, clapped with the Mac
I'm 'bout to buy more guns, 'bout to buy 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 and the shootings