Luyện nghe bài hát Deeper

I don't wanna feel
Like I'm in a so I smoke big kill
Just to deal with the ills this fucked up trip
My skills ain't payin' bills and it's with me and my grip
I drink that St. Ide's shit and smoke a ticket at the time
Drop a wicked bomb on my nature
I'm foul like a Nickerbocker
I'm not the woman to sleep but I'm lost

'Cause I be on ole' I'm tired of niggaz
to come up off bitches type thing
And if I don't the way he want he might swing
His little trick bitch ass in direction
Then don't even use protection, I hate shit assholes can avoid
Yo! And if worse came to worse I'll run a fraud on
'Cause who the fuck cares that I got hairs and can't sleep
Know what I

and deeper, what can I do?
Deeper and deeper, can I do?

This is deep, I'm goin'

Every now and I start flippin' and get to thinkin'
About deep shit beyond all that
I at people, yeah I know what you mean, but fuck it I'm evil
And I'm hip to every bitch to get a grip
And every nigga tryin' to get a grip but fuck that
And I say fuck that shit with my middle finger
I'm heavy off into this rap shit, fuckin' singers, yo I think I'm tense
'Cause my dollars ain't makin' no fuckin' sense, but then

probably all that chronic that I smoked
I use to be like that when I was out there dope
And I been flippin' on some old paranoid shit
Like lookin' fuckers up and down tryin' to start
'Cause I'm a hard bitch, so why don't you just up?
I try to be cool but I get up when I go to clubs, straight up
I don't even myself, yo, you can trust me
Fuck I know? I'm like you, right, that's deep

and deeper

Yo, Boss that shit you 'bout that's some deep shit
I'm tellin' you motherfuckers really get with that relate to that shit

I guess it's best we tell mon
Every time she come, she's mon
Yes mon, dis
Don't make me tell dem mon, woy
She too hotta, tell-a-man she too
Tell man she too hotta an' every know dat-ta
Yes, she too hotta, tell man she too
For she come, she say de posse get flat come

Deeper and

Aiyyo, I got buck wild thrills, livin' foul kills
I'm tryin' to get to Watts but I'm stuck in Hills
to find myself for real though, check it
If I just rewind myself see it ain't that hectic
Y'all don't hear me talkin' but it's to get a stack
I'm about a second away, from goin' back
To the corner slangin' dope, gankin' cluckers, high, cappin' marks
I may be losin' my but better that than my heart

I a lot of shit but I can back it all the fuck up
I'm cool people until some bullshit get brung up
Look here, believe me I ain't out my crib
Tryin' to snap on life and run out and do some shit
So be takin' another sip to relax me
And get them problems out my mind that me
is workin' on my last nerve, yeah I hear you G
I'll see yo' ass next week, peace, yo that shit is

Deeper and deeper, can I do?
Deeper and deeper, can I do?
and deeper, what can I do?
Deeper and deeper, can I do?