Luyện nghe bài hát Daydreamin'

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

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

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

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

Me and hav' took the train from Manhattan to
Everyday and night 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 maybe 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' sprees at the diamond
Hats and jackets, shirts, pants and
That new car smell

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

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

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

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

Is the police, gon' be up my ass
leave the heat under the seat, gotta find a better stash
Gotta collect 'cause that bitch uncle Sam
Invades your space you evade 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 'til it's my turn to get dough
So I don't gotta fuckin' day dream no