Luyện nghe bài hát Dream

Hey...hey
Hey...hey
Hey...hey
Hey

1]
Who the is this, paging me at 4:56 in the morning
Crack of dawning, now I'm yawning, wipe the cold my eyes
See whos paging me, and why
Its my girl Yvonne from the hair
me she was down the club last night
Shit wasn't seemin too
These bitches hoppin out of Honda's and
talkin greasey out they as if they won't get popped
I'm the same bitch from eight
with the twenty two in the
Tape wrapped around the of the gun
about as hot as the sun
Leave you tangled in my like a web spun
on me? You askin for a casket
Your snotty-nose-ass son to be a bastard
I gotta have it, for those who try to fuck me
Ms. Jade, in the dress
Got them waitin never the less

BIG (Woman)]
(Hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey)
Gonna be a lot of slow singin and bringin
if my burglar alarm starts

2]
Keisha, Tracy and in the bathroom
Yvonne was in the stall
Play hushin, the door
They was talkin 'bout how was gonna get me
Gonna dip with the fifth or to slip a micky
They said I was gettin too much shine how I up
How I switched from the Lum' to the Benz
How I fucked wit Lisa's ex and I got 'em
Linked up with Timbaland but it was pure
They said they know I rest at, in Nicetown
Livin home with mommy, make us both lay down
Big knifes, one pound, I'm tellin now
If them bitches chump, then they bounce
Top story, Daily News, bodies found
mournin over lost ones, it ain't fair
Don't wanna but I gotta do it like a pap
Keisha the door to a broke Delta
soon as I seen her put the bitch in a Full
Kicked her in the and shot her in the knee caps
Went up in the pockets while her where the weed at
up in the Delta, saw Tracy and Lisa
Popped they ass one by one while I was puffin
Now I'm lookin for that Yvonne
Cause them hoes was talkin it
she didn't say shit, punk
Them got me goin out my mind
I'm all stressed and weed sweatin, gotta take my
Settin me up, everybody
Telephone woke me up, the whole time I was dreamin