Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

[Intro -
They say beauty's in the eye of the
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 Records, I sign myself
Getchya up!

[Verse 1 -
I'm like a crack
With these Macs I've got a bad
Clack-clack, in the pen, out, I'm back at it
It's like my lawyer black magic, black rabbit
Out the black hat, black. Back home to my
Next to it: stash mattress. Under it: cash,
Had them bitches ass-backwards, fuck 'em like a
Is she crab Call the girl a itchy twat
Stick me not, I go and get dutches, it's a
I got weed, hash; I breeze past, breathe fast
Eat ass on point like Nash
But I'm fixin to be OG 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 never seen a dance (Nope!)
Behind the rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
Girls contacts want contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": leave you in ponds and
Don Juan, a Long John, the arm of harm'll hitchya
We like the March Of Dimes the way we march dimes
help is hard to find
Soft white the art I
Art design, archin' mine, Fresno to Clarke I'm
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to park, it's mine (Mine!)

[Hook -
'Til this day, dude, followed by State troops
Coupe, whip in momma's name
Made a (oops!)
(Get 'em Daddy!) Daddy Got 'em, y'all he shot 'em
How me I love it when 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

[Verse 2 - Hell
wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
We rose up to fame, glows from the tennis chain
Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows twist ya, man
I left out of Clinton Max, got up by Killa Cam's fam
We on another level, I'm bout to pull Porsche out
And flood the bezel, I get dug like shovels
Y'all niggas fuck with pebbles; I flip big
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun in his holster
You gargle cum, ma; why sip soda?
niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm with Sosa
You need to have my number if you wanna buy
a borough, we floodin' the whole Tri-State
20 on the arm, more rocks on the charm
And I done copped from every haze spot on Audobon
weed smoker, get ounces 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
Know what I do: manufacturing
Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, with 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, in the Bronx
I'm responsible for most of the and the shootings