Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper Than Rap

I got a nigga wit it ? and my money be da root.
Look up at da stars, she like "Honey 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 I menage and get massaged it's da proof.
Proof's in da pudding and dat soda taken,
Paper dat I'm makin, gotta take dem naked.
to niggas like whistlin dat Wendy Williams,
I flip my middle finga, I'm on twenty million.
Da rumors turn me on I'm 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 do both but somehow I got by.

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

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

We steppin on ya til the mothafuckas crushed,
And makin sweet love to 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.
the house down, we gotta buy another,
Don't the gas can, jealous, stupid muthafucka.
To anotha chapter, dat I captured,
Caught up in da rapture of and laughter.
Homicide is human and nigga you funny,
Women love to stare dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by bank accounts,
a 100 stacks, break up or take it out.
Baby dats a gift, maybe you live,
I knew it work, but I just like to give.
Used to run da young nigga, bare feet,
Now I'm in da and I'm eatin crab meats.
Ice so right, otha envy,
Dey callin all my jewelers up wat he spendin.
Thinkin bout Boss, not thinkin dem,
This a letter to my enemies, one I send.