Luyện nghe bài hát Get em Daddy

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

1 - Cam'ron]
I'm like a addict
With Macs I've got a bad habit
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 to my Craftmatic
Next to it: stash mattress. Under it: cash,
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; I breeze past, breathe fast
Eat ass on like Steve Nash
But I'm to be OG Nixon in 3
Enough jewels, you - I'm cool! - my kicks are a G
I got whores. Yours!
V.I.P. since B.I.G
I never seen a floor (Nope!)
Behind the velvet rope, pop bottles, hella
Girls with contacts contact, I tell 'em "nope!"
You go "Pon' de River": leave you in and rivers
Don Juan, a Long John, the long arm of harm'll
We like the Of Dimes the way we march with dimes
Good is hard to find
white the art I twine
Art design, mine, Fresno to Clarke I'm fine
Sun ill, Gun Hill, back to Central park, it's (Mine!)

- Cam'ron]
'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 holiday? I love it 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 Gotham
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 rose up to bigger fame, glows from the chain
Make wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man
I left out of Clinton Max, got picked up by Killa fam
We on another level, I'm bout to pull that out
And the other bezel, I get dug like shovels
Y'all niggas fuck pebbles; I flip big boulders
Switch Rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his
You gargle cum, ma; why sip soda?
niggas wanna be Scarface, I'm with Sosa
You to have my number if you wanna buy weight
Fuck a borough, we floodin' the Tri-State
20 thou' on the arm, more rocks on the
And I copped from every damn haze spot on Audobon
Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for
Add up everything you got, it ain't to me
I'm in the Crown Victoria, Mac in the
See these little rappin' to rap, man I just happen to rap
Know what I do: manufacturing
talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the Mac
I'm to buy more guns, 'bout to buy more trucks
And we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus
You mad you losing, plus in the Bronx
I'm for most of the stabbings and the shootings