Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

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

[Verse 1 -
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 my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit
Out the hat, black. Back home to my Craftmatic
to it: stash mattress. Under it: cash, bastard
Had them ass-backwards, fuck 'em like a jackrabbit
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 Steve 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!
Been V.I.P. B.I.G
I never seen a floor (Nope!)
Behind the rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
Girls with contacts want contact, I '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 Of Dimes the way we march with dimes
Good help is to find
white the art I twine
Art design, archin' mine, to Clarke I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to park, it's mine (Mine!)

[Hook -
'Til this day, dude, still 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 holiday? I it when mommy say
(Get 'em Daddy!) Had to bite, put it on
Get ya money up, tight, swagger right
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em mommy, you my Bonnie
Cause I'm Batman with the pump, Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy!) smile, don't act funny-style
In one ear, yeah, 220 thou'

[Verse 2 - Hell
Po-Po wanna his brain, ho's wanna give him brain
We up to bigger fame, glows from 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 to pull that Porsche out
And flood the other bezel, I get dug like
Y'all niggas fuck with pebbles; I big boulders
Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his holster
You could gargle cum, ma; why sip
These niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm with
You need to have my number if you wanna buy
Fuck a borough, we the whole Tri-State
20 thou' on the arm, more rocks on the
And I done copped from every damn haze on Audobon
Heavy smoker, get ounces for free
Add up you got, it ain't amountin' to me
I'm in the Victoria, Mac in the back
See these little niggas rappin' to rap, man I happen to rap
what I do: manufacturing crack
Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped the Mac
I'm 'bout to buy more guns, to buy more trucks
And when we on the road, bitches the tour bus
You mad cause you losing, in the Bronx
I'm responsible for most of the stabbings and the