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 myself
Getchya up!

1 - Cam'ron]
I'm a crack addict
With these Macs got a bad habit
Clack-clack, in the pen, out, I'm back at it
It's like my lawyer know black magic, 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 status? Call the girl a twat
Stick me not, I go and get dutches, a 50-box
I got weed, when I breeze past, breathe fast
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 never a dance floor (Nope!)
the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella smoke
Girls with want contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": you in ponds and rivers
Don Juan, a John, the long arm of harm'll hitchya
We like the March Of Dimes the way we march dimes
Good help is hard to
Soft the art I twine
Art design, archin' mine, Fresno to I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to Central park, it's (Mine!)

- Cam'ron]
'Til day, dude, still followed by State troops
Coupe, whip in momma's name
Made a (oops!)
(Get 'em Daddy!) Got 'em, y'all glad he shot 'em
How me I love 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 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 wanna give him
We rose up to 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 bout to pull Porsche out
And flood the bezel, I get dug like shovels
Y'all niggas fuck pebbles; I flip big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun in his holster
You could cum, ma; why sip soda?
niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm with Sosa
You need to my number if you wanna buy weight
Fuck a borough, we floodin' the 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
what I do: manufacturing 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 the tour bus
You mad cause you losing, plus in the
I'm responsible for most of the stabbings and the