Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

[Intro -
say beauty's in the eye of the beholder
That's why I look in the 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 myself
Getchya up!

[Verse 1 -
I'm a crack addict
With these Macs got a bad habit
Clack-clack, in the pen, back out, I'm 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 like a
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 breeze past, breathe
Eat ass on point Steve Nash
But I'm fixin to be OG in 3
Enough jewels, you fools - I'm cool! - my are a G
I got whores. Yours!
V.I.P. since B.I.G
I seen a dance floor (Nope!)
Behind the rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
Girls with contacts contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": you in ponds and rivers
Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of harm'll
We like the March Of Dimes the way we march dimes
Good is hard to find
white the art I twine
Art design, mine, Fresno to Clarke I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, to Central park, it's mine (Mine!)

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

[Verse 2 - Hell
wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
We rose up to bigger fame, glows from the tennis
Make foes get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man
I out of Clinton Max, got picked up by Killa Cam's fam
We on another level, I'm to pull that Porsche out
And the other bezel, I get dug like shovels
Y'all fuck with pebbles; I flip big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his
You gargle cum, ma; why sip soda?
These niggas be Scarface, I'm with Sosa
You to have my number if you wanna buy weight
Fuck a borough, we the whole Tri-State
20 thou' on the arm, more rocks on the
And I done copped from every haze spot on Audobon
Heavy 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 little rappin' to rap, man I just happen to rap
Know what I do: crack
Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped the Mac
I'm 'bout to buy guns, 'bout to buy more trucks
And when we on the road, bitches follow the bus
You mad cause you losing, plus in the
I'm responsible for of the stabbings and the shootings