Luyện nghe bài hát Daydreamin'

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

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

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

It's cool to 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 train from to Conney
Everyday and just so we can got songs done
We had guns, weed and a of forties
If we got lucky on the way, we jook someone

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

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

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

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

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

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

Is the 'pop police, be up my ass
Can't leave the heat under the seat, find a better stash
Gotta receipts 'cause that bitch uncle Sam
Invades your when you evade his tax

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

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