Luyện nghe bài hát Dream

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

1]
Who the hell is this, paging me at 4:56 in the
Crack of dawning, now I'm yawning, wipe the cold my eyes
See whos this me, and why
Its my girl from the hair salon
Told me she was the club last night
Shit wasn't seemin too
These bitches hoppin out of Honda's and
talkin greasey out they lips as if they get popped
I'm the same bitch from eight
the twenty two in the boot
Tape around the butt of the gun
Heat as hot as the sun
you tangled in my flow like a web spun
Plot on me? You for a casket
Your snotty-nose-ass son to be a bastard
I gotta have it, for fuckin those who try to 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 flower
if my alarm starts ringin

2]
Keisha, and Lisa in the bathroom
Yvonne was in the stall
Play hushin, heard the
was talkin 'bout how they was gonna get me
Gonna dip with the fifth or to slip a micky
They said I was gettin too much how I came up
How I switched the Lum' to the Benz truck
How I wit Lisa's ex and I got 'em stuck
Linked up with but it was pure luck
They said they know where I rest at, in
home with mommy, gonna make us both lay down
Big knifes, one pound, I'm y'all now
If them bitches chump, they better bounce
Top story, News, three bodies found
Family mournin over lost ones, it fair
Don't but I gotta do it like a pap smear
Keisha lockin the 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 askin her the weed at
Hopped up in the Delta, saw and Lisa
they ass one by one while I was puffin Reefa
Now I'm lookin for that Yvonne
Cause when hoes was talkin it
she didn't say shit, bitch
hookers got me goin out my mind
I'm all stressed and weed sweatin, take my time
Settin me up, everybody
Telephone woke me up, the time I was fuckin dreamin