Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams

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

1}
I might go to jail for fuckin with Hell
If he get Ill & On My ponytails
I heard Mano life is like a
set up the fuck him in the jacuzzi
Freaky Zeke should be easy
He came home I know he wanna bone
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 aint tryna Be drip a Gino green
Tell stacks to the black card up
But if I fuck him would he would he yell up!
Tell Rich Boy to send me a toy
some d's on it & im might breathe on it
& when Im Philly I gotta Fuck
Snacth his big max & slap a bitch

Dreams of a rap rap dude
Im playin but Im sayin

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