Luyện nghe bài hát C.R.E.A.M. Dreams

[Verse 1: Greg
Broke and feeling hopeless, smoking dro, the bogus
Puffing I'm comatose, just went to work and no one noticed
Chasing currency perps lurk mercilessly
Script the word to beats, verbal hearse, I murk with
Pretend this get Dikembe
Slapped up in the face, yo they the I'm the Sensei
Crucial the usual, cruising and we boozing too
Goof is an excuse to lose your cool, when feeling blue
Ill in dues, Southside come invade your iris
Study math and ancient science to knowledge
Increase the paper major, large is in my nature
in days in waves and pages, pops had hella flavor
Pass the generations, with demonstrations
intimidations, I craft with innovation
Overwork and underpaid is the name of the same
Slave trade day to day, more for less pay

Pockets on empty, my mind is filled with
Schemes to get the cream, plenty dough to bring my
We all with hunger, gotta eat to feed the seeds
The weak is sick and need the free, the frequency, I said

Pockets on empty, my is filled with dreams
Gotta get the money, gotta get the collard
I the dollar dollar bills is all I really need
Getting caught up in the I always hated as a teen

2: Greg Grease]
Some commit, dirt for the paycheck, work the gray sex, no latex
Mass the bank desk
the cash and pay debts, in pursuit of my apex
Gotta pay rent, and you know I gotta fresh
If I can't get it legit, no what I'm taking next
Escape to lakes and west, blazin eighths and playing chess
Penny-loafers, sweater vests, Miles spins in reps
Coughing, pounding on my from kush flown in from Bangladesh
sold by the D, turn old energy
Life gets cold, folks you up know and turn enemies
Sad to see life slip by the of the moola
Controlling the medulla, kids go the bermuda
Lost souls on the wheel, paper sprint
Hammers cocked, cages locked by the bacon
Dirty maneuvers in burgundy suburbans the shooters
Chasing skrill, serving krills, now shells is going through ya
Booya!

I'm so out, not feeling blessed now
is a problem, got a lotta debts now
Bad credit, I failed a lotta tests how
I think I'm out, I think I'm bugging out