Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper Than Rap

I got a feelin nigga wit it ? and my be da root.
Look up at da stars, she "Honey where da roof?"
Pull up in a Dawes ?, ? dey go on roof,
Even once had a job tar up on da roof.
Dat boy had it hard, no it's da truth,
So now when I menage and get massaged da proof.
in da pudding and dat bakin soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, take dem photos naked.
to niggas like whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I flip my middle finga, I'm on twenty million.
Da rumors me on I'm masterbatin at da top,
These so excited so dey catchin every drop.
I'm dodgin debacles pot holes in Jamaica,
We cut down the weed, the paper on dem acres.
had a dream, Bob got high,
I still do but somehow I got by.

Creflo prayed, Vick payed,
Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo on da pad when I write,
Dat may why the money lookin in the light.
But who really cares? You just it in the air,
Celebratin wealth, pourin Mot in her
Excuse me, her the bluest of weed,
Trunk full of white, car smell like cheese.
Dat boy get salad ?, bout movements,
BM dubs on dem big thangs foolish.
Shawty low, big thangs poppin,
Tip on da glock a trip up in Compton.
at da cops- fuck one time.
I her to da block, I fucked one time.
We boys in da hood and you Lil' Trey,
Suppress ya appetite, we takin ya tray.
Love my handgun but my still da shit,
Banned in but I'm too legit to quit.
1996, was the shit,
But dat were better den roofin dat be bad for ya skin.
Niggas was ruthless, lord dat I sinned,
But I thought my future and the loops I could pin.
Walked out on a gig and I to da streets,
my name low key, I ain't heard from in weeks.
I up with a strategy to come up mathematically,
I did it for da but now everybody mad at me.
em all, they sweat from my balls,
If I anotha album I did dat fo my dawgs.
10 Maybachs, ridin big,
I just sit like: Look what I did.
Den I bow my and beg for forgiveness,
Once I said my prayer, everybody to business.

on a blunt in my own restaurant,
People lookin from a distance I'm Big Daddy Kunk,
Reincarnated, of a G.
Beef? I'll make you dinner, a seat so we could eat.
A Farrakhan aura, on the Port,
You eat from da bowl ya dog need a fork.
ain't loyal, snakes slithered in dey coil,
I'm laughin at you cuz, kill you niggas I'm bored.

We on ya crew til the mothafuckas crushed,
And makin sweet to every women dat ya lust.
I to pay her bills, can't wait to pay her rent,
Curtis Jackson baby mama ain't for a cent.
Burn the house down, we buy another,
forget the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafucka.
To chapter, paper dat I captured,
up in da rapture of gunshots and laughter.
Homicide is human and you lookin funny,
Women love to stare cause dey dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, up or take it out.
dats a gift, maybe you could live,
I it wouldn't work, but I just like to give.
Used to run da young nigga, bare feet,
Now I'm in da suites and I'm eatin meats.
Ice so right, rappers envy,
Dey callin all my up askin wat he spendin.
bout Boss, not thinkin bout dem,
This a to my enemies, one I won't send.