Luyện nghe bài hát Daydreamin'

Daydreamin' of dirt bikes and wheelers
sprees at the diamond dealer
Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and
That new car smell

We sceamin', daydreamin' of in L.A.
The illest yachts, the broads they make
wait 'til it's my turn to get dough
So I don't gotta day dream no more

Coming up we ain't much, a lot of canned food
Cereal in the white box with powdered too
My couldn't buy me the shoes I want
We put lay-away on shit that cost a few bucks

It's to have shelto, I had the libeaz
With the weak ass Velcro, looking
I knew way back we had to step it up
'Cause waiting for the bus in the wasn't us

Me and hav' took the from Manhattan to Conney
Everyday and night just so we can got songs
We had guns, weed and a couple of
If we got lucky on the way, we could someone

We to watch video music box
And pray maybe one day we get a shot
Outside, my niggaz had all that you see on T.V.
money that they made off the block

Daydreamin' of bikes and four wheelers
sprees at the diamond dealer
Hats and jackets, shirts, and sneakers
That new car smell

We sceamin', daydreamin' of in L.A.
The yachts, the hottest broads they make
wait 'til it's my turn to get dough
So I don't gotta fuckin' day dream no

My day dreams is more like
A vigil, proof cars, supped up time shares
My friends did a turn 'cause not they turn
Or how the streets gonna be when release fur

When I get million bucks will I remain the same?
Or will I have to get at niggaz 'cause they sayin' I
everybody wanna ball, be my friend and leech?
When niggaz put me to the test, have me the heat

I used to think bein' rich, ain't all bad
A far cry from a dream was all I had
Do I got the team or they riding for cash
Would they jump in front of me when them cameras

Is the police, gon' be up my ass
Can't leave the heat under the seat, gotta find a better
collect receipts 'cause that bitch uncle Sam
Invades your space when you his tax

Daydreamin' of dirt and four wheelers
Shoppin' sprees at the dealer
Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and
That new car smell

We sceamin', daydreamin' of in L.A.
The illest yachts, the hottest broads they
Can't wait it's my turn to get dough
So I gotta fuckin' day dream no more