Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

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

[Verse 1 -
I'm like a addict
With these Macs 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: stash mattress. 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, hash; when I past, breathe fast
Eat ass on like Steve Nash
But I'm fixin to be OG 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 never a dance floor (Nope!)
the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
Girls with contacts want contact, I '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 Of Dimes the way we march with dimes
help is hard to find
Soft the art I twine
Art design, archin' mine, to Clarke I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to Central park, mine (Mine!)

[Hook -
this day, dude, still followed by State troops
Gray Coupe, whip in momma's
a mistake (oops!)
(Get 'em Daddy!) Daddy Got 'em, glad he shot 'em
How me holiday? I it when mommy say
(Get 'em Daddy!) Had to bite, put it on
Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em mommy, you my Bonnie
Cause I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy!) smile, don't act funny-style
In one ear, yeah, 220 thou'

2 - Hell Rell]
Po-Po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him
We rose up to bigger fame, from the tennis chain
Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows twist ya, man
I left out of Max, got picked 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 fuck with pebbles; I flip big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his
You could cum, ma; why sip soda?
These niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm with
You need to have my number if you buy weight
a borough, we floodin' the whole Tri-State
20 on the arm, more rocks on the charm
And I done copped from every damn spot on Audobon
weed smoker, get ounces 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 rappin' to rap, man I happen to rap
Know I do: manufacturing crack
talking, get you snatched 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 cause you losing, plus in the
I'm responsible for most of the stabbings and the