Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Dreams

Yo me and my niggas and my be getting mad cream
Balling the club, now I'm having a bad dream
This mothafucker to greet me with wealth
I knew that I would see that day
That I would the devil himself
This was eagerly waiting to prove it
Astonishingly, already dancing to his own music
Well, anyway, he to do it to me
In a certain of way, and started off directly popping shit to me
he spoke a couple of fires would spark
While he sat in the shadow talking his shit we watch the sky dark
(He said)

[Incomprehensible] it hurts
I'll leave you in a
Straight up in the back of a church
Let a ghosting crib and haunt you like a ghost in your
Leaving you old and crippet them ruins in Rome
your body shrivel up and turn your asses to smoke
Fuck flesh, don't get yo blood sucked, the blood of ya foes
I be that nigga that'll your spouse
And leave a body bags like truth.com in front of your house

Got me bugging on a notha level
Tell me how the fuck a nigga really end up beef with the devil
bomb the whole effect the nigga had on my dreaming
Body reacting mentally, going to war with the
like the typical storm
So in the dream a nigga felt it in the physical form
The dream got my nose runny and
watery, shorty watching my body twitch funny and shit

Giving shorty sleeping me the creeps
She bugging off how a nigga just and breathing
So in his sleep
Determined to conquer this nigga so let it
Absolutely focused on killing the within
So now we fight in the name of my brethren and every blow
During the you can hear the thunder roll into heaven

hell a deep breath of fresh air
The devil's presence blows a draft
Leaving a scent of in the air
While my was reassembling now
Simultaneous wifey watching a nigga trembling now
Couldn't conquer me so now the wanted me dead
a nigga with the same bone he ripped from his head
Yo funny how the devils'll test us

But if fully select, niggas bless something
Some'll raggle impressions
Til I'm dead I'm battling through
You can't you cut my main vein
That all my be traveling through
Somebody gotta die, the score
Because it's me or this
I'm fighting to the death, I'm for war