Luyện nghe bài hát Daydreamin'

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

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

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

It's cool to shelto, I had the libeaz
the weak ass Velcro, looking ridiculous
I knew way back we had to step it up
'Cause waiting for the bus in the snow us

Me and hav' took the train from Manhattan to
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 could someone

We used to watch video box
And pray one day we could get a shot
Outside, my had all that shit you see on T.V.
From money that they made off the

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

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

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

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

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

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

Daydreamin' of dirt bikes and four
Shoppin' sprees at the diamond
Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and
That brand new car

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 fuckin' day dream no more