Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams

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

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

Dreams of a rap rap dude
Im just playin but Im

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