Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

[Intro -
They say beauty's in the eye of the
That's why I look in the mirror 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
these Macs I've got a bad habit
Clack-clack, in the pen, back out, I'm at it
It's like my lawyer know black magic, rabbit
Out the black hat, black. Back home to my
Next to it: stash mattress. it: cash, bastard
Had bitches ass-backwards, fuck 'em like a jackrabbit
Is she crab status? Call the girl a itchy
me not, I go and get dutches, it's a 50-box
I got weed, hash; when I breeze past, breathe
Eat ass on point like Nash
But I'm to be OG Nixon in 3
jewels, you fools - I'm cool! - my kicks are a G
I got whores. Yours!
V.I.P. since B.I.G
I seen a dance floor (Nope!)
the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
Girls with want contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": leave you in ponds and
Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of hitchya
We like the Of Dimes the way we march with dimes
Good help is to find
Soft 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 -
this day, dude, still followed by State troops
Gray Coupe, whip in momma's
a mistake (oops!)
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em, y'all glad he shot 'em
How me holiday? I love it mommy say
(Get 'em Daddy!) Had to bite, put it on
Get ya money up, jewelry tight, swagger
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em mommy, you my Gotham
I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy!) smile, don't act funny-style
In one ear, yeah yeah, 220

2 - Hell Rell]
Po-Po wanna pick his brain, ho's give him brain
We rose up to bigger fame, glows the tennis chain
Make foes get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man
I left out of Max, got picked up by Killa Cam's fam
We on another level, I'm bout to that Porsche out
And flood the bezel, I get dug like shovels
Y'all niggas fuck with pebbles; I big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun in his holster
You could gargle cum, ma; why sip
niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm with Sosa
You need to my number if you wanna buy weight
Fuck a borough, we the whole Tri-State
20 thou' on the arm, more on the charm
And I done copped every damn haze spot on Audobon
Heavy smoker, get ounces for free
Add up you got, it ain't amountin' to me
I'm in the Crown Victoria, Mac in the
See these little rappin' to rap, man I just happen to rap
Know I do: manufacturing crack
Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, with the Mac
I'm 'bout to buy more guns, to buy more trucks
And when we on the road, follow the tour bus
You mad cause you losing, plus in the
I'm responsible for most of the and the shootings