Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams

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

1}
I might go to jail for with Hell Rell
If he get Ill & Pull On My
I heard life is like a movie
set up the cameras fuck him in the
Freaky Zeke that be easy
He just came home I he wanna bone
But what J.R Writer, Im'a Skill Him
& I ra ra Ride Him Im'a grill him
The nigga Pap he might fuck me
But I aint tryna Be drip Drippin a Gino
Tell stacks to bring the 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
his big max & slap a bitch silly

Dreams of a rap rap dude
Im playin but Im sayin

2}
Put it in way Red Cafe
put the on his freckles
haha that
Murda could bring the handcuffs
why is that,I gotta watch out gotta get a rough
As for he might could beat
You them fat niggas love to eat
& when I want a Nicki who could it be
Its Yung Gunaz Chris & Lil Neefe
what 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 thirst my pants come off
Murda & Miles gone have to battle
whoever win & tell him to scadattle
Run up on Mims he could give me
this is why, is why, this why Im hot