Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams

As i sit back relax crack jokes for a
I about the up & comers that could probably get

1}
I might go to jail for fuckin with Rell
If he get Ill & Pull On My
I Mano life is like a movie
set up the cameras fuck him in the
Freaky Zeke that should be
He just came home I know he wanna
But about J.R Writer, Im'a Skill Him
& when I ra ra Ride Him grill him
The nigga Pap he might could me
But I tryna Be drip Drippin a Gino green
stacks to bring the black card up
But if I fuck him would he would he squad up!
Tell Boy to send me a pink toy
Throw d's on it & im might breathe on it
& Im Philly I gotta Fuck Gilly
Snacth his big max & slap a bitch

Dreams of a rap rap dude
Im just but Im sayin

2}
Put it in half way Red
put the pussy on his
that tickles
Uncle Murda could bring the
why is that,I watch out gotta get a rough neck
As for gravy he might could
You know fat niggas love to eat
& when I a Nicki Minaj who could it be
Its them Yung Chris & Lil Neefe
what about Fendi he made you pop
Tell him to rocks or give me some top
Im on my way to jers to Ransom off
his thirst when my pants come off
Murda Mook & Miles have to battle
scoop whoever win & tell him to
Run up on Mims he give me backshots
this is why, this is why, why Im hot