Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

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

[Verse 1 -
I'm a crack addict
With these Macs I've got a bad
Clack-clack, in the pen, out, I'm back at it
It's like my lawyer know black magic, black
Out the black hat, black. Back home to my
Next to it: mattress. Under it: cash, bastard
Had them ass-backwards, fuck 'em like a jackrabbit
Is she status? Call the girl a itchy twat
Stick me not, I go and get dutches, a 50-box
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 dance (Nope!)
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella
Girls with contacts contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": leave you in and rivers
Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of harm'll
We like the March Of Dimes the way we march with
help is hard to find
Soft the art I twine
Art design, mine, Fresno to Clarke I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to park, it's mine (Mine!)

- Cam'ron]
'Til this day, dude, followed by State troops
Gray Coupe, in momma's name
a mistake (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 money up, tight, swagger right
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em mommy, you my Gotham
Cause I'm Batman with the pump, 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 him brain
We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis
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 another level, I'm bout to pull that out
And flood the other bezel, I get dug shovels
Y'all niggas with pebbles; I flip big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his
You could gargle cum, ma; why sip
These niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm Sosa
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 haze on Audobon
weed smoker, get ounces for free
Add up everything you got, it ain't to me
I'm in the Victoria, Mac in the back
See these niggas rappin' 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 when we on the road, bitches the tour bus
You mad cause you losing, plus in the
I'm responsible for most of the and the shootings