Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

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

1 - Cam'ron]
I'm like a addict
With these Macs I've got a bad
Clack-clack, in the pen, out, I'm back at it
like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit
Out the black hat, black. home to my Craftmatic
Next to it: stash mattress. it: cash, bastard
Had them bitches ass-backwards, fuck 'em 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, hash; when I breeze past, fast
Eat ass on point like 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 seen a dance floor (Nope!)
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, smoke
Girls contacts want contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": you in ponds and rivers
Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of hitchya
We like the March Of Dimes the way we march dimes
Good help is to find
Soft the art I twine
Art design, mine, Fresno to Clarke I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to Central park, mine (Mine!)

[Hook -
'Til this day, dude, still followed by troops
Gray Coupe, whip in name
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, right
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em mommy, you my Bonnie
Cause I'm with the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy!) Honey smile, don't act
In one ear, yeah yeah, 220

[Verse 2 - Hell
wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
We rose up to bigger fame, glows the tennis chain
Make foes wanna get him slain, these will twist ya, man
I out of Clinton Max, got picked up by Killa Cam's fam
We on another level, I'm bout to pull that out
And flood the bezel, I get dug like shovels
Y'all niggas with pebbles; I flip big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em the gun that's in his holster
You could gargle cum, ma; why sip
These niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm Sosa
You to have my number if you wanna buy weight
Fuck a borough, we the whole Tri-State
20 on the arm, more rocks on the charm
And I done from every damn haze spot on Audobon
Heavy weed smoker, get for free
Add up everything you got, it amountin' to me
I'm in the Crown Victoria, Mac in the
See little niggas rappin' to rap, man I just happen to rap
what I do: manufacturing crack
Keep talking, get you for that scratch, clapped with the Mac
I'm to buy more guns, 'bout to buy more trucks
And we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
You mad you losing, plus in the Bronx
I'm for most of the stabbings and the shootings